Reckless Kelly – The Ballad Of Tommy And Marla (Guitar)

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Tommy was a hasher from the valley

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He was as burned out as a building from the riots

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He had a rockin' little girlfriend named Marla

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She was a cocktail waitress at the pit

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Sometimes on the weekends they'd ride jet skis

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Take his little trailer to the river

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Bring along a TV to watch Rick Dees 

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They were smokin' dope and snortin' crystal...Meth!

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Marla was as skinny as a fence post

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But the powder in the baggy made her talk

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Sometimes she wore her hair like Charlie's Angels

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You know,sometimes she looked as weird as Mr.Spock

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Sometimes on the weekend they'd  eat fast food

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Take his El Camino to the desert 

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Ride his motorcycles in the sand dunes

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They were smokin' dope and snortin' crystal...Meth!

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Tommy had a passion for firearms

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His confidence they really seemed to bolster

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He bought a ninety-dollar pistol for his Mar-Mar

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She kept in her little girly holster

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Sometimes on the weekends they'd be fighting

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Tommy thought his girl was telling lies

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Thought that she was humping with the bass player

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Smoking all his dope and all his crystal...Meth!

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Tommy started suffering from delusions

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After five nights without any sleep

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He shoved his fist through Marla's bedroom window

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Shoved his car keys through her dirty little teeth

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Marla got her fingers on the trigger

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Grabbed poor little Tommy by the hair

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A smoking gun is laying on the counter

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Sirens screaming in the air....scream on and on

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Tommy was a hasher from the valley 

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He's just a memory of his burned out little world

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And Marla's doin' thirty years for murder

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But you know she's still his rockin' little girl

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Someday up in heaven they'll ride jet skis

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Scrawl their names upon the golden wall

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Maybe up in heaven they'll watch Rick Dees

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Smoke a little dope and snort some crystal...Meth!

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