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In a cDold misty night At theE corner of Haight SheEm stood with a Colt FertyD-Five. TheD gun in her hand AE waiting her man AEm victim to take by surDprise
She 's theD GoldenA Gate ParkG killer She 's theD scourge ofA FriscoG bay Where sheD got herself beatA up and left forG dead By aD man sheA felt trueG love D A. G for but who left out of hand NowD she's out to take rGevenge on everyA man AS sheD stands there with aG pis- tol in herD hand
The (D) victim arrives She (E) looks in his eyes He (Em) goes for the gun in her (D) hand Karl (D) Malden was great But (E) just a bit late And (Em) it right between the (D)eyes She 's the (D) Golden (A) Gate Park (G) killer She 's the (D) scourge of (A) Frisco (G) bay Where she (D) got herself beat (G) up and left for (G) dead By a (D) man she (A) felt true (G) love for but (D) who left (A) out of (G) hand Now (D) she's out to take re(G)venge on every (A) man AS she (D) stands there with a (G) pis- tol in her (D) hand