Meet him in December
At a gas station on 21st and 3rd
Fireball and cigarettes
He’ll never do you wrong he gave his word

And it’s run run route 1
Shotgun Sadie
Shut up, sit down, be a lady
One, two, three strikes; struck out baby
You can’t be playing that game no more
Can’t be playing no more

Move out of your mother’s broken home to his
He’ll always treat you right
Fireball and cigarettes
He’s throwing fists and bottles when you fight

And it’s run run route 1
Shotgun Sadie
Shut up, sit down, be a lady
One, two, three strikes; struck out baby
He won’t keep playing that game no more
He won’t be playing no more

Didn’t have a choice
And if you did it wasn’t like you could say no
Tuesday wedding
In a dress that you already had cause he said so

And it’s run run route 1
Shotgun Sadie
Shut up, sit down, be a lady
One, two, three strikes; struck out baby
You won’t be playing that game no more
You ain’t playing no more

You know where he keeps it
And one night you hide it underneath the bed
Shoot him in the dark
Because you don’t want to see what he looks like dead

And it’s run run route 1
Shotgun Sadie
Shut up, sit down, be a lady
One, two, three strikes; struck out baby
He won’t be playing that game no more
He ain’t playing no more

The laws for this don’t favor you
They don’t care about what he’d do
It’s the inside of a cell
Or else you to tell them you’ve gone
Crazy

And run run run now Shotgun Sadie
You’ll, run run away
And run run run now, oh Sadie
You’ll, run run away

And it’s run run route 1
Shotgun Sadie
Shut up, sit down, be a lady
One, two, three strikes; struck out baby
You can’t keep playing that game no more
Can’t keep playing no more

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