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I ain't sayin' I'm the chosen one
But I can get the job done
While all your heroes ride off into the sun

I ain't sayin' I'm the chosen one
But I can get the job done
While all your heroes ride off into the sun

An old outlaw on the run
And I come second to none
And I ain't hangin' up my guns

Got my hand upon my pistol
'Bout to get myself a fistfull
Run tell your little sister

Let them bullets fly
Yeah it's live or die
And I'll be aimin' for the bullseye
Let them bullets fly
Let them fill the sky
And me a-aimin' for the bullseye

In your eyes I see a flicker
In your mind you think, who is quicker?
Will it be, him or I?
Before you reach for your blaster
You outta know who is faster
And I'll be aimin' for the bullseye

Got my hand upon my pistol
Bout to get myself a fistfull
Run tell your little sister

Let them bullets fly
Yeah it's live or die
And I'll be aimin' for the bullseye
Let them bullets fly
Let them fill the sky
And me a-aimin' for the bullseye

Yeah I know it's hard to understand
What it takes to be a man
It sure takes more than a gun in your hand
You gotta know when to pull the holster
And when to hold your woman closer
And you best be aimin' for the stars in the sky

Let them bullets fly
Yeah it's live or die
And I'll be aimin' for the bullseye
Let them bullets fly
Let them fill the sky
And me a-aimin' for the bullseye
For the bullseye

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