| It was a hot and steamy night, | |
| Then frankie pulled his gun in sight. | |
| He said, 'now suzi, don't you lie. | |
| Did stevey, did he catch you with another guy?' | |
| Standing in the line of fire it's gonna shoot ya. | |
| Standing in the line of fire it's comin' to ya, | |
| It's goin' through ya. | |
| He told her that he had been true, | |
| And that he'd never made her blue, no. | |
| So don't go sayin' stevey's a liar, | |
| Girl, i've got my finder on a hair-trigger wire. | |
| Standing in the line of fire it's gonna shoot ya. | |
| Standing in the line of fire it's comin' to ya, | |
| It's goin' through ya. | |
| Bye, bye, bye, suzi. | |
| So long girl. | |
| Those gunshots echoed through the town. | |
| Oh frankie threw his shotgun down. | |
| That roof had moonlight shinin' through. | |
| She said she'd never, never, never, make him blue, yea. | |
| Standing in the line of fire it's gonna shoot ya. | |
| Standing in the line of fire it's comin' to ya, | |
| Standing in the line of fire it's gonna shoot ya. | |
| It's goin' through ya. | |
| Bye, bye, bye, suzi. | |
| So long. |