Smoking Gun
You shot me through the heart, yeah
With your smoking gun
Never saw you coming
And I was on the run
I never heard a sound
'Till I hit the ground
You shot me through the heart
With your smoking gun
Never ever thought about settling down
Had too much fun, tearing up the town
I had the fastest gun in the west
'Till you put it to the test
You shot me through the heart, yeah
With your smoking gun
Never saw you coming
And I was on the run
I never heard a sound
'Till I hit the ground
You shot me through the heart
With your smoking gun
She's so fine, I'd quit my player ways
All this lying has become a prayer
Calling me sweetly, give your tenderness
So I can lay my guns to rest
You shot me through the heart, yeah
With your smoking gun
Never saw you coming
And I was on the run
I never heard a sound
'Till I hit the ground
You shot me through the heart
With your smoking gun, yeah
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
I never thougt about it, baby
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
But you're only what I need, yeah, yeah
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
You'll be my baby
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
All that I need
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
With your smoking gun
Never saw you coming
And I was on the run
I never heard a sound
'Till I hit the ground
You shot me through the heart
With your smoking gun
Never ever thought about settling down
Had too much fun, tearing up the town
I had the fastest gun in the west
'Till you put it to the test
You shot me through the heart, yeah
With your smoking gun
Never saw you coming
And I was on the run
I never heard a sound
'Till I hit the ground
You shot me through the heart
With your smoking gun
She's so fine, I'd quit my player ways
All this lying has become a prayer
Calling me sweetly, give your tenderness
So I can lay my guns to rest
You shot me through the heart, yeah
With your smoking gun
Never saw you coming
And I was on the run
I never heard a sound
'Till I hit the ground
You shot me through the heart
With your smoking gun, yeah
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
I never thougt about it, baby
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
But you're only what I need, yeah, yeah
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
You'll be my baby
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
All that I need
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
(Shot me with your smoking gun)
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Wastman, Scott Kryppayne
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