DON'T SHOOT ME, BABY (I'M NOT READY TO DIE)
(Bowen - Leslo)
BILL BOWEN WITH THE ROCKETS (METEOR 5033, 1956)

Well, I slipped out dancin' with the cats last night
The party was fine and a-goin' just right
Boy, I was havin' the time of my life
When somebody hollered, here comes your wife
I jumped and I hollered, I screamed and I cried
Don't shoot me baby, I'm too young to die

Well, I knew darn well from the way she looked
My doggone goose was really cooked
I grabbed my coat and my rockin' shoes
I hollered, move over buddy, I'm a-comin' through
I stumbled on a table, fell down on the floor
Howlin', don't shoot me baby, I won't do it no more

Well, she said, now boy you'd better stop
The louder she hollered, well the faster I got
I thought to my soul, I was gonna get free
But the doggone door got in front of me
I wiggled and I hollered, I screamed and I cried
Don't shoot me baby, I'm too young to die

Well, she knocked me down, she picked me up
She shook me around like a little bitty pup
I closed my eyes and I held my breath
I thought to my soul, she'd beat me to death
I wiggled and I hollered, I screamed and I cried
Don't shoot me baby, I'm too young to die

 
 
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