D I was cutting the rug Down at place called The Jug A With a girl named Linda Lou When in walked a man With a gun in his hand And he was looking for you know who He said, "Hey there, fellow With the hair colored yellow G E Whatcha tryin' to prove? 'Cause that's my woman there And I'm a man who cares And this might be all for you (I said, excuse me) I was scared and fearing for my life I was shaking like a leaf on a tree 'Cause he was lean, mean Big and bad, Lord Pointin' that gun on me "Oh, wait a minute, mister I didn't even kiss her Don't want no trouble with you And I know you don't owe me But I wish you'd let me Ask one favor from you" [Chorus] "Oh, won't you Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister Gimme three steps toward the door? Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister And you'll never see me no more" For, sure [Solo] Well the crowd cleared away And I began to pray And the water fell on the floor And I'm telling you, son Well, it ain't no fun Staring straight down a forty-four Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou And that's the break I was looking for Well, you could hear me screaming a mile away I was headed out toward the door [Chorus] |