That little cupid, he’s a real sharp shooter I don’t believe he’s got an arrow and bow People all think he just couldn’t be cuter But I saw him down at the gun show
He appeared to be about two years of age A really freaky thing to see He was bragging about his sawed-off six gauge Hidden right up his tattered sleeve
I asked him if the gun had a sight How can you hit your mark that way Little cupid, he just laughed outright He said I don’t take aim I just bang bang bang I don’t take aim I just bang bang bang
He fired off a few hot rounds Right into the sorry crowd No blood, no gore, no one hit the ground They all just fell in love With whoever they happened to be around
It’s funny, till it happens to you But be sure you stay well out of his way Love is careless, random and cruel He don’t take aim he just — He don’t take aim he just bang bang bang
He don’t take aim he just bang bang bang He don’t take aim he just bang. Bang. BangTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
