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2.3 KiB
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108 lines
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I took a cheap shot,
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A clean miss.
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Burnin' my defenses by the shakin of her hips,
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And then she
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Moves in,
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A quick kiss,
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Breathing down my neck,
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She had me wrapped around her wrist.
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I try to
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Break loose,
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Tight grip,
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Knocking me unconscious when she bit her bottom lip.
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It was a
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Lost cause,
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A fast fight,
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She ain't taking any prisoners
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And she's through playing nice.
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Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.
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Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,
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She knows how to get down.
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Until the kick-back,
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When my heart hits the ground.
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She said,
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"You think you're so tough,
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Baby put your hands up."
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Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.
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Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,
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She knows how to get down.
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Until the kick-back,
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When my heart hits the ground.
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She said,
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"You think you're so tough,
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Baby put your hands up."
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Yeah.
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And so I
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Break off.
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I gave in.
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Feeling pretty good about the trouble that I'm in.
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She got me
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Beat down,
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And bruised up.
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I'm bleeding, barely breathing, but I can not get enough.
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Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.
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Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,
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She knows how to get down.
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Until the kick-back,
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When my heart hits the ground.
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She said,
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"You think you're so tough,
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Baby put your hands up."
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Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.
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Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,
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She knows how to get down.
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Until the kick-back,
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When my heart hits the ground.
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She said,
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"You think you're so tough,
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Baby put your hands up."
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Yeah.
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She gets me deep in the chest,
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Straight through my bullet-proof vest.
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She kisses like a grenade,
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Like a blade, or Bayonet.
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She gets me deep in the chest,
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Straight through my bullet-proof vest.
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She kisses like a grenade,
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Like a blade, or Bayonet.
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She gets me deep in the chest,
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Straight through my bullet-proof vest.
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She kisses like a grenade,
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Like a blade, or Bayonet.
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Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.
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Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,
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She knows how to get down.
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Until the kick-back,
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When my heart hits the ground.
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She said,
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"You think you're so tough,
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Baby put your hands up."
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Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.
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Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,
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She knows how to get down.
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Until the kick-back,
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When my heart hits the ground.
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She said,
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"You think you're so tough,
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Baby put your hands up."
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Yeah.
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_________________
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Name Six Shooter
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Artist Coyote Kisses
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Album Six Shooter
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