Gone Shootin' Composer(s): Bon Scott; Angus Young; Malcolm Young Performer(s): AC/DC; Gene Hadley
Feel the pressure rise Hear the whistle blow Found a ticket of her own accord Yeah I don't know Packed ya heart in her travelling bag And never said bye bye Something missing in the neighbourhood All the cryin' eyes I stirred my coffee with the same spoon To her favourite tune Gone shootin' My baby's gone shootin' Wrap herself around Like a second skin Backed her favourite nag But she could never win I took her number in another town She took another pill She was 'runnin' in' on overdrive A victim of overkill She never made it past the bedroom door What was she aiming for? Gone shootin' She's gone, gone gone gone (solo)
Gone shootin' My baby's gone shootin' Ow ! Lookout ! (Gone Shootin') Aaah! my baby's gotta gun (Gone Shootin) hey look out, look out, look out, look out! (Gone shootin) Ahh She's shootin everyone! (Gone shootin) Ah She's sure is loaded She's gone, she's gone, she's gone, she's gone Gone shootin
I used to love her so
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