[Intro] (Bass and guitar groove in, drums set the rhythm.) [Chorus] I shot the dirtbag, in a Freeport ‘Cause my partner said to shoot I shot the dirtbag, in a Freeport Maybe next time I’ll review… [Verse 1] We keep the holes in order, we always know what’s right But sometimes things move quickly In the heat of wormhole life Saw a target hanging out there, looking kinda bold My partner made the call— "Take the shot, let's take control!" [Chorus] I shot the dirtbag, in a Freeport Didn’t stop to check the rules I shot the dirtbag, in a Freeport Now I’m feeling like a fool [Verse 2] They say Freeports keep the peace, and I sure believe it now The chat was blowing up fast, Didn’t take long to hear the howls My partner’s shaking, laughing, "Man, that was on you!" Guess we’ll chalk this one up As a thing we won’t redo [Chorus] I shot the dirtbag, in a Freeport Thought I had the law on side I shot the dirtbag, in a Freeport Only hurt my foolish pride [Outro] (Guitar and bass groove slow down, light organ fade-out.) Next time I’ll read the signs… Lesson learned, I’ll be just fine… Still, that dirtbag crossed the line… (Final note lingers as the realization sets in, but no harm done.)
