Goddess With A Purple Gun

You might see her down on Malibu Beach,
Or maybe at Dylan's coffee shop over on Third Street,
This girl's no fake, she's a real straight arrow,
Carries a purple forty-five with a paisley barrel,

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She's a goddess with a purple gun,
If she come's after you, you've got no place to run,
She's a goddess with a purple gun,
Standing tall in the Phoenix sun.

She wears a string of black pearls around her neck,
Don't play games with this girl, she'll put you in check,
She doesn't have to beg, borrow, or steal,
She only carries what she doesn't have to conceal,

She can give and she can take,
She can shoot the eye out of a rattlesnake,
Standing tall in the Phoenix sun,
She's a goddess and she carries a gun,

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