Smoking Gun

Ben Saunders

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    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

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    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)

    Song details

    Composition: Scott Krippayne and Michael Wastman

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