Lyrics:

Sherry was a waitress
At the only joint in town
She had a reputation
As a girl who'd been around
Down main street after midnight
Brand new pack of cigs
A fresh one hanging from her lips
A beer between her legs
She'd ride down to the river
And meet with all her friends

The road goes on forever
And the party never ends


Sonny was a loner
Bolder than the rest
He was goin' in the Navy
But he couldn't pass the test
So he hung around town
He sold a little pot
The law caught wind of Sonny
One day he got caught
But he was back in business
When they set him free again


Sonny's playin' eight ball
At the joint where Sherry works
When some drunken out of towner
Put his hand up Sherry's skirt
Sonny took his pool cue
Laid the drunk out on the floor
Stuffed a dollar in her tip jar
Walked on out the door
She's runnin' right behind him
Reachin' for his hand


They jumped into his pick-u
Sonny jammed her down in gear
Sonny looked at Sherry
Said,'Let's get out of here
The stars were high above them

The moon was in the east
The sun was setting on them
When they reached Miami Beach
They got a motel by the water
And a quart of Bombay Gin


They soon ran out of money
But Sonny knew a man
Who knew some Cuban refugees
Who dealt in contreband
Sonny met the Cuban
In a house just off the route
With a briefcase full of money
And a pistol in his boot
The cards were on the table
When the law came bustin' in


The Cubans grabbed the goodies
And Sonny grabbed the jack
He broke the bathroom window
And climbed on out the back
Sherry drove the pick-up
Through the alley on the side
Where the lawman tackled Sonny
And was reading him his rights
She stepped out in the alley
With a single shot four-te


They left the lawman dyin'
They made their get away
Got back to the motel
Just before the break of day
Sonny gave her all the money
And he blew a little kiss
If they ask you how this happened
Say i forced you into this
She watched him as his tail lights
Disappeared around the bend


There's main street after midnight
Just like it was before
Twenty-one months later
At the local grocery store
Sherry buys a paper
And a cold six pack of beer
The headlines read that Sonny
Is going to the chair
She pulls back onto main street
In her new Mercedes-Benz
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