One Last Favor

She called me in last night to do us one last favor

I gotta drop this fella he’s a gun for hire

Too much white and too many words been spoken

There’s no justice for me hell I’m already broken

Fast cars and fast women I can get used to this

Refreshing drinks and tasty food is payed by you

Second hand chicks surrounding my table

My loss of funds is the only thing stable

This is one last favor another gun to the head

Boom boom boom on strike three you are dead

This is one last favor you think I can choose

Boom boom boom I choose not to lose

I call it target practice three dogs down

Primary target’s still on the loose

Into the night I will get him one day

There’s no use in running I might as well stay