Page type: lyric reference
Artist: Space Wolves
Canonical path: /space-wolves/deborah-stagg
Related lyric paths: 6
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Deborah Stagg
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Curated by Ethan Walker
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Deborah Stagg
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Deborah Stagg, she killed a cop.
She made his neck fizz like a soda pop.
A pair of scissors from her shelf
Was all she carried to defend herself.
He tried to beat her; he tried to take her.
She sent that fucking pig to meet his maker.
That’s why I’ll always love you, Deborah Stagg.
Deborah Stagg, she hates police.
Their brand of justice left her with no peace.
So when the fuzz knocked down her door,
She left his body lying on the floor.
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