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Johnny, Johnny Kool
Went out for a drive
He hopped right in that long black car
With his baby by his side
Johnny, Johnny Kool
In a run-down '50 cadillac
Jumped out the door
Pulled out his forty-four
And shot his baby three times in the back
Johnny, Johnny Kool
He ain't afraid to break all the rules
Johnny, Johnny Kool
He never planned on comin' back
Johnny, Johnny Kool
Never thought he'd use the rod at all
Then he said hey daddy-o
Put all your money in the bag
Or you'll be starin'
At your brains on the wall
Johnny, Johnny Kool
Thought he'd try the man on for size
So he took steady aim
At that spinnin' red light
But he wound up puttin'
One right between the eyes
Johnny, Johnny Kool
He ain't afraid to break all the rules
Johnny, Johnny Kool
He never planned on comin' back
Now Johnny, Johnny Kool
Headed for the Arizona line
But word had gotten out
On the police radio
And he got as far
As Hollywood and Vine
Johhny, Johnny Kool
Shot it out with California's best
But in the end he laid there dead
In a pool of crimson red
Now someone else
Would put him to the test
Johnny, Johnny Kool
He ain't afraid to break all the rules
Johnny, Johnny Kool
He never planned on comin' back
Johnny, Johnny Kool
He ain't afraid to break all the rules
Johnny, Johnny Kool
He never planned on comin' back
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