Lights Camera Flames

Love
Don't wanna give you the time
I'm beginning to think you're out of line
No sir that's far enough
Woah
You're getting fresh and there-
There's your gun

Oh lights camera flames
Please don't take my life
I got 3 great kids
And a terrible wife
And i gotta admit
The chick is a terrible lay
So please sir
Put down that gun
And i promise to stay here
As you run
And i'll never ever mention a word of your face
What face?
Yeah

Will you be me
Can i be you
Will you just choose

Are you a friend
Am i obtuse
Maybe i lose
Maybe i

Do i believe
It's all coming true
Maybe i don't
Maybe i do

Maybe i see
Just like you do
Maybe that's why
We talk'n

Lights camera flames
Please don't take my life
I got 3 great kids
And a terrible wife
And i gotta admit
The bitch is a terrible lay
So please sir
Put down that gun
And i promise to stay here
As you run
And i'll never ever mention a word of your face
What face?
Yeah

Lights camera flames
Please don't take my life
I got 3 great kids
And a terrible wife
And i gotta admit
The bitch is a terrible lay
So please sir
Put down that gun
And i promise to stay here
As you run
And i'll never ever mention a word of your face
What face?
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): David R. Thompson
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