Steve Martin - Pretty Little One lyrics

Saw a girl at a picture show Walked right up and said hello Seemed to me like a girl in need I'm a guy who's built for speed You and me could have some fun You pretty little one Took her riding around the town Ain't no woman ever shut me down Ever seen a truck like this? How about a little kiss? You pretty little one Pretty little one Pretty little one Took her out about a month or so She's my gal, I told her so She resisted for a bit Maybe that's the way of it You pretty little one Couple times she tried to leave Told her that don't work for me Her daddy tried to intervene Folks, I'm just a mean machine I can handle dumb old Pops What's he done but shovel rocks? I said, baby, that's enough I might've got a little rough On the pretty little one Pretty little one Pretty little one Then she called me late one night Said it's over, let's not fight I said, sure but one more talk Maybe just a little walk Aound the block a nice goodbye You're so lovely honey-pie I went over, picked her up Got her in my pickup truck Driving slow around the town Then I put the pedal down Took her down a gravel road Stopped the truck where no one goes This is where the job gets done On the pretty little one Pretty little one Pretty little one Blackest night that I had seen In the darkness I felt mean From my boot I pulled a knife Said, I'm gonna take your life I was calm as I can get So I lit a cigarette In the flicker I could see She had a pistol trained on me That pretty little one Edie Brickell: I said, mister I'm no fool My daddy raised me country cool I think my papa knows enough Guys like you who think they're tough He read you easy as ABC That's when he gave this gun to me And ever since your truck arrived My hand's been on this .45 Steve Martin: I went at her with my knife She pulled the trigger, shot me twice In the heart and in the head Took half a breath, slumped over dead She pumped another for good luck Right between my bu*tercups That pretty little one Pretty little one Pretty little one In the grave I'm dead and gone The little gal, she wrote this song She came over in due course Sang to me without remorse Then she whispered to the ground Edie Brickell: I'll let you have another round My name is Lucy Allencott You should know that I was not Your pretty little one