| You walk in six-gun style
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| Put another bullet in the chamber with your smile
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| You move in and you don’t stop
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| Till your pretty little finger pulls the trigger and the hammer drops
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| Love for you is like a wildwest movie
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| You always end up on the run
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| You draw quick and your aim is deadly
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| And then you ride off in the sun
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| Someday I hope you find a faster gun
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| Cold steel, gunpowder kiss
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| Living for the taste of new blood on your lips
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| Your high noon is a midnight moon
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| Putting every Jesse James to shame with your kill shot move
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| Love for you is like a wildwest movie
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| You always end up on the run
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| You draw quick and your aim is deadly
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| And then you ride off in the sun
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| Someday I hope you find a faster gun
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| Love for you is like a wildwest movie
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| You always end up on the run
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| You draw quick and your aim is deadly
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| And then you ride off in the sun
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| Someday I hope you find a faster gun
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| Love for you is like a wildwest movie
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| You always end up on the run
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| You draw quick and your aim is deadly
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| And then you ride off in the sun
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| Someday I hope you find a faster gun
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| Love for you is like a wildwest movie
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| You always end up on the run
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| You draw quick and your aim is deadly
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| And then you ride off in the sun
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| Someday I hope you find a faster gun
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| Somebody come along and shoot you like you shot me down
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| Somebody come along and shoot you down
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| Somebody come along and shoot you like you shot me down
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| Somebody come along and shoot you down
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| Love for you is like a wildwest movie
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| You always end up on the run
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| You draw quick and your aim is deadly
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| And then you ride off in the sun
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| Somebody gonna come along and shoot you down
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| Someday I hope you find a faster gun
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| Somebody gonna come along and shoot you down |