So I owe some dough to Jabba
For a deal that slipped my grip
I had to drop some cargo
Before the Imperials boarded my ship
Now scum and villainy are after me
In every corner of the galaxy
Greedo happened to track me down
But that green bug eyed creep is about to be sorry
Han shot first! First and last
Han shot first! With a laser blast
Han shot first! First and last
Greedo never had a chance
It's no fun with a price on your head
And a walking carpet is your only friend
A smuggler's life is so much harder
When every bounty hunter wants to turn you in
I might as well start herding nerfs
A wanted man can't make a sale
One can't even join the Rebellion
With the likes of Boba Fett on your trail
Going somewhere Solo?
Just as my luck was turning around
17 thousand with 2 grand down
Greedo cornered me in a corner booth
But you know I've got no time for that clown