Shoot Me Straight - Radio Edit
Don't gimme that look
That let me down easy smile
Don't act like I couldn't see you comin'
For a hundr'd miles
Don't try to find no perfect words
Can't take the pain out of the hurt
Hit me hard baby, I can take it
It's your move go on and make it
An' make it burn
The whole way down
Lay my six foot four inch ass out on the ground
Yeah tomorrow I'll have me a hard hangover
And one hell of a heartache
So pour it on like a shot of whiskey
And shoot me straight
I got some friends
Who'd love to go raise some hell
A couple old thangs
To help me say to you farewell
There's plenty of time and alcohol
From happy hour to last call
So do what'cha gotta do
So I can get to gettin' over you
And make it burn
The whole way down
Lay my six foot four inch ass out on the ground
Yeah tomorrow I'll have me a hard hangover
And one hell of a heartache
So pour it on like a shot a whiskey
An' shoot me straight
Don't gimme that salt shaker and lime
Don't gimme that come back chaser this time
Don't muddle it up, don't water it down
Give me ev'rything you got
Right here, right now
An' make it burn
An' make it burn
The whole way down
Lay my six foot four inch ass out on the ground (oh)
Yeah tomorrow I'll have me a hard hangover
And one hell of a heartache
Pour it on like a shot a whiskey
Shoot me straight
Shoot me straight
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon now
Yeah
Oh, ho
Doot-doo, doot-doo
That let me down easy smile
Don't act like I couldn't see you comin'
For a hundr'd miles
Don't try to find no perfect words
Can't take the pain out of the hurt
Hit me hard baby, I can take it
It's your move go on and make it
An' make it burn
The whole way down
Lay my six foot four inch ass out on the ground
Yeah tomorrow I'll have me a hard hangover
And one hell of a heartache
So pour it on like a shot of whiskey
And shoot me straight
I got some friends
Who'd love to go raise some hell
A couple old thangs
To help me say to you farewell
There's plenty of time and alcohol
From happy hour to last call
So do what'cha gotta do
So I can get to gettin' over you
And make it burn
The whole way down
Lay my six foot four inch ass out on the ground
Yeah tomorrow I'll have me a hard hangover
And one hell of a heartache
So pour it on like a shot a whiskey
An' shoot me straight
Don't gimme that salt shaker and lime
Don't gimme that come back chaser this time
Don't muddle it up, don't water it down
Give me ev'rything you got
Right here, right now
An' make it burn
An' make it burn
The whole way down
Lay my six foot four inch ass out on the ground (oh)
Yeah tomorrow I'll have me a hard hangover
And one hell of a heartache
Pour it on like a shot a whiskey
Shoot me straight
Shoot me straight
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon now
Yeah
Oh, ho
Doot-doo, doot-doo
Credits
Writer(s): Lee Miller, Thomas Osborne, John Osborne
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