There's a bullet in the hall
And he took it from his father's gun
I'm a flower on the wall
And she picked me from her mother's lawn

If you could see her eyes
Like a reflection of autumn in the winter
I stood completely still
Frozen cowboy thawed out in an indian summer
Better start running

Do do do do do
Do do do do do do-do-do
Do do do do do
Do do do

Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh-hoo-oooh

But we hear no school bell sound
No squeaking of their sneakers as they're trying to get out
Everybody close your eyes
Tell mary to run and tell her son what they've done

Do do do do do
Do do do do do do-do-do
Do do do do do
Do do do do-do-do do-do-do

There's a bullet in the hall
And he took it from his father's gun
I'm a flower on the wall
And she picked me from her mother's lawn

If you could see her eyes
Like a reflection of autumn in the winter
I stood completely still
Frozen cowboy thawed out in an indian summer
Better start running

Do do do do do
Do do do do do do-do-do
Do do do do do
Do do do do-do-do do-do-do

Do do do do do
Oooh oooh
Oooh oooh

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