.38 Special

You don't have to worry
Mama, you don't have to hide
I'll be your pistol, baby
Strap me to your side
I'm your .38 special, baby
Mama, and I'll be your bullets too

Way that I love you
Baby, you know I would kill for you

You don't have to hide
Mama, you don't have to run
Stick with me, baby
I will be your gun
I'm your .38 special, baby
Mama, and I'll be your bullets too

Way that I love you
Baby, you know I would kill for you

People call me crazy
'Cause I'm a dangerous man
I know just what to do, baby
Put me in your hand
I'm your .38 special, baby
Mama, and I'll be your bullets too

Way that I love you
Baby, you know I would kill for you

People call me crazy
'Cause I'm a dangerous man
I know just what to do, baby
Put me in your hand
I'm your .38 special, baby
Mama, and I'll be your bullets too

Way that I love you
Baby, you know I would kill for you



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Writer(s): Annika M Foodge, Bell C. Lurrie
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