Feel the pressure rise
And hear the whistle blow
Found the (????) end of a roll of cord
That I don't know
Found your heart in a travelling bag
And now they said "bye bye"
Something missin' in the neighbourhood
All the crying eyes
I stir my coffee with the same spoon
In my favorite shoe
Gone shootin'
My baby gone shootin'
Ride the (????) around
Like a second skin
Back to favorite (????)
But she could never win
I took your number in another town
She took another pill
She was on and in an overdrive
I'll picture my overkill
She never meant to pass that bedroom door
Why don't she (????) more
Gone shootin'
She's gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone shootin'
My baby's gone shootin'
Yeah, whooo!
Gone shootin'
Now, my baby's gonna go
Gone shootin'
Yeah, look out, look out, look out
Gone shootin'
Aaah, she'll pick anyone
Gone shootin'
'Cause she sure is loaded
She's gone shootin', gone, gone, gone, she's gone
Gone shootin'
- Yeah!
- I used to love a solo...
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