Zip Gun Bop

Well there's this dance, you ought to know It's a little somethin' I made up cats To keep your heads low See there are lots of sore gangsters Packin' iron all day So you learn my two step stay out of their way Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops now Zip gun, zip gun bop Well there's flat-foot Louie Sittin' on his front stoop He caught five rounds in the belly He looked like a messed-up bowl of minestrone soup Now you take that cat Mugs He got iced the other day He could have saved his mama The dry cleanin' bill my way Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops now Zip gun, zip gun bop (spoken) Hey spinach chin, Why don't you try on these cement shoes. Look like they fit you pretty freakin' good. Now see if you can walk on water puppy, you jacka*s (sung) So now you can see Zip gun bop was meant to be Lots of lead flyin' Lots of lonely gals cryin' But you can hear them cats shootin' They're shootin' rat-ta-tat-tat So you can learn my two step Jack Or that's that Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops now Zip gun, zip gun bop Hey hey Zip gun, zip gun bop Ya better learn to do it 'fore yer poor heart stops now Oh yeah baby, that zip gun bop