I had a good friend in New York City.
They let dangerous men out of prison now, yes sir, I'm afraid it's so. Cause they're over crowded and it was only his fifth offense.
I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dude's eye and shoot him with my ole forty-five.
America is still a country of choices and options. And I have a lot of them.
You can do anything that you wanna do, but uh-uh, don't step on my cowboy boots.
Killed by a man with a switch blade knife, for 43 dollars my friend lost his life.