Shoot 'Em Down
She looks so fine like champagne or wine
No one ever gets her
She feels cool, plays us for fools
If we wanna let her
Across the room, sees some buffoon
Blown away by her style
Goes out of her way, so she can play
And make him beg for a little while
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down to the ground
Like caviar or fallen stars
He's a motivator
Dressed to the T's, they're down on their knees
He gonna master baiter
He'll make 'em bawl for the hell of it all
He likes to see 'em cry
And then just for fun he'll say she's the one
And then he'll make her die
He's gonna
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down to the ground
They don't care about feelings
They only meant to be stepped on
And while one is healing
They go and step on another one
Gonna pray on a Saturday
Hope it wakes the devils
They think we're fools, they make too many rules
It only gets us madder
They think they're hot, I say they're not
They shoot us down for fun
If they wanna play, let's make 'em all pay
Shoot 'em down with a real gun
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down to the ground
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down to the ground (Get out)
Entertain me
And shoot 'em down, oh
No one ever gets her
She feels cool, plays us for fools
If we wanna let her
Across the room, sees some buffoon
Blown away by her style
Goes out of her way, so she can play
And make him beg for a little while
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down to the ground
Like caviar or fallen stars
He's a motivator
Dressed to the T's, they're down on their knees
He gonna master baiter
He'll make 'em bawl for the hell of it all
He likes to see 'em cry
And then just for fun he'll say she's the one
And then he'll make her die
He's gonna
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down to the ground
They don't care about feelings
They only meant to be stepped on
And while one is healing
They go and step on another one
Gonna pray on a Saturday
Hope it wakes the devils
They think we're fools, they make too many rules
It only gets us madder
They think they're hot, I say they're not
They shoot us down for fun
If they wanna play, let's make 'em all pay
Shoot 'em down with a real gun
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down to the ground
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot 'em down to the ground (Get out)
Entertain me
And shoot 'em down, oh
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Writer(s): Daniel Dee Snider
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