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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang |
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(Get out the way, yo) |
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There she goes again, the girl is Ethiopian |
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In other words, she came through explodin' |
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In the podium, dynamite |
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Napoleon like sodium mixed with petroleum |
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Slowly but surely, she was walking toward me |
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Cut the convo short 'cause she had to wake up early |
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But continuing the story |
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Don't worry she gave me digits for her Blackberry |
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'You're very handsome' is what she said |
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And the way she looked in my eyes said, 'Put me to bed' |
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Oh my, oh my, I should have known |
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When she said to me on the phone |
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You do not know me very well but I would never hurt a fly |
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Then she aimed at my chest with love in her eye |
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I said, she aimed for my chest with love in her eye |
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She was walkin' around with a loaded shotgun |
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Ready to fire me a hot one, it went bang, bang, bang |
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Straight through my heart |
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Although I could have walked away |
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I stood my ground and let her spray |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang |
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Scorpion, she's so hot, she's a scorchin' |
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Killing me softly, Lauryn or Kevorkian |
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Couldn't tell if she's coo-coo or corky, when |
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I asked her her name and she said, 'Call me Ten' |
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Testing, testing, things just got more interesting |
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She's dressed in a vest pin, double-breasted holster |
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A very western toaster, she ain't nothing Kosher |
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She lets me closer, hotter than a pepper crusted samosa |
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While I try to keep my composure |
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She was walkin' around with a loaded shotgun |
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Ready to fire me a hot one, it went bang, bang, bang |
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Straight through my heart |
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Although I could have walked away |
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I stood my ground and let her spray |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang |
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Am I wrong? But what is love without the pain to go along? |
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And what is pain, if not the reason for me to sing this song? |
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And this song is for the weak and for the strong |
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'Cause I was strong and still |
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She got me, she got me, bang, bang, she got me |
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She got me, she got me, bang, bang |
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She was walkin' around with a loaded shotgun |
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Ready to fire me a hot one, it went bang, bang, bang |
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Straight through my heart |
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Although I could have walked away |
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I stood my ground and let her spray |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me |
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She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang |
