I Shot Mr. Lee

One, two, three
I shot Mr. Lee
Three, four, five
I got tired of his jive
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never, uh oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never, uh oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never, oh no
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never, uh oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never, oh no
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never
Shouldn’t have never met a sweety
He shouldn’t have never met me
Shouldn’t have never met a sweety
Shouldn’t have never met me
Now his memory has got a history
He was a real cool cat
And wore a high top hat
He was a real cool cat
And wore a high top hat
He was a real cool cat
All the girls loved that
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never, uh oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never, uh oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never, oh no
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never, uh oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never, oh no
Whoa, whoa, whoa
We should’ve never
I picked up my gun
And I went to his door
I picked up my gun
And I went to his door
Now Mr. Lee can tell me no more
He hollered help, help
Murder, police
The girl’s after me with a gun
Hollered help, help, murder, police
The girl’s after me with a gun
Six, seven, eight
Mr. Lee had a date
Nine, ten, eleven
Now he’s up in heaven
Shot him in the head
Boom boom, whoa oh
Shot him in the head
Boom boom, whoa oh
Shot him in the head
Boom boom, whoa oh
Shot him in the head
Boom boom, whoa oh
Shot him in the head
Boom boom, whoa oh
Shot him in the head
Boom boom