Track Title:               Let's Get A Taco

Album Title:               Soundtrack, Reservoir Dogs
Prime Artist:              Harvey Keitel

Lyrics:
What happens if the manager won't give you the diamonds?
A store like this is insured up the ass.
They're not supposed to give any resistance.
If you get a customer or an employee
who thinks he's charles bronson,
take the butt of your gun and smash their nose in.
It drops him right to the floor scrming.
Blood squirts out of his nose.
Nobody says shit after that.
You might get some bitch talk shit to you.
Give her a look like you're going to smash her face next,
"why don't you shut the fuck up?"
Managers know better than to fuck around.
If you get one that's giving you static,
he probably thinks he's a cowboy,
so break him in two.
If there's something he won't tell you,
cut off one of his fingers-- the little one.
Tell him his thumb's next.
After that, he'll tell you if he wears ladies' underwear.
I'm hungry. Let's get a taco.

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