Son of a Gun

What's it gonna take
Gonna take to get you back?
Maybe an army, a diamond
Maybe a Cadillac

With your whistle call me out
Throwing stones to knock me down
I'm ready when you are, it's been far too long
Shined all those bullets, loaded up

Son of a gun, son of a gun
Son of a gun, son of a gun
Son of a gun, son of a gun
Son of a gun, gun

Gun's loaded up, gun's loaded up, you got one more shot
I'm taking aim, baby
I'm aiming straight for the heart

Sidewinders spinning once again
Pulled trigger, desert wind
I'm ready when you are, it's been far too long
Shined all those bullets, loaded up

Son of a gun, son of a gun
Son of a gun, son of a gun
Son of a gun, son of a gun
Son of a gun, gun

Son of a gun...



Credits
Writer(s): Carlo Pizarro, Daniel Stroud, Kevin Baker, Ray Dobson, Rob Lasky
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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