I was cutting a rug   Down at a place called Jug   With a girl named Linda Lu   When in walked a man   With a gun in his hand   And he was looking for you know who      He said, "Hey fat fellow   With the hair colored yellow   Watcha tryin' to prove?   'Cause that's my woman there   And I'm a man who cares   And this might be all for you"      I said, "Excuse"      I was scared and fearing for my life   I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree   'Cause he was lean, mean   Big and bad, Lord   Pointin' that gun at me      Oh, wait a minute, Mister   I didn't even kiss her   Don't want no trouble with you   And I know you don't owe me   But I wish you would let me   Ask one favor from you      Oh, won't you give me three steps   Gimme three steps, Mister   Gimme three steps towards the door   Gimme three steps   Gimme three steps, Mister   And you'll never see me no more, for sure      Well, the crowd cleared away   And I began to pray   And the water fell on the floor   And I'm telling you son   Well, it ain't no fun   Staring straight down a forty-four      Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lu   And that's the break I was looking for   And you could hear me screaming a mile away   As I was headed out towards the door      Oh, won't you give me three steps   Gimme three steps, Mister   Gimme three steps towards the door   Gimme three steps   Gimme three steps, Mister   And you'll never see me no more      Show me the back door