Kendall,

Sorry for the delay----All I could find is below:

Frankie, she was a fine lookin' woman -- had a man named Johnny -- and she loved him,
Laid down a hundred for a suit o' clothes -- don't you see them
Walkin' arm in arm down along Canal Street,
Frankie loved Johnny, Lord, everybody knows.

...you know my candy man wouldn't treat me wrong,
And she sat there -- had a few more beers -- shed a few more tears,
Said I'm tired of gettin' that mean old run around.

Well now, Frankie got into a taxi at the corner of Clark Street,
She looked up -- saw Johnny and Annabelle just swingin' there,
Well, she pulled out -- took deadly aim with her .44 pistol,
She shot her Johnny in the middle of his big affair.

Well, you've heard -- heard the story 'bout Frankie and her man named Johnny,
And you know -- well, that was a game should've never been played,
Now the moral -- of this sad tale I'm tellin' you --
If you're gonna fool around then you better pull the shades.

'Cause Frankie -- she was a fine lookin' woman -- had a man named Johnny,
She loved him -- Laid down a hundred for a suit of clothes,
Don't you see them -- walkin' arm in arm down along Canal Street,
Frankie loved Johnny, lord, everybody knows.

Art Thieme (that's all I've got.)