letra de johnny behind the deuce - lydia lunch
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johnny had a habit
didn’t stand a chance
walked right up behind him
shot him in the back
johnny had a habit
turning skin to black and blue
irish fists bush into lips
fractured wrists and fingertips
anything to get a kick
slits his belly with a blade
argues that he’s not insane
jesus’ wounds made him a saint
johnny liked to play roulette
gambled on the losing bet
win or lose it’s all the same
claims it’s how you play the game
johnny had a hard on
booze and broads were both to blame
screwed into forgetfullness
big-lipped chicks who fought to main
weren’t afraid of dirty games
wet his bed with gunshot stains
what is love with out the pain
johnny had it coming
didn’t stand a chance
laid right down beside him
shot him in the back
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