Smoking Gun
Composer(s): D. Amy; Richard Cousins; Robert Cray
Performer(s): Robert Cray



I get a constant busy signal when I call you on the phone
I get a strong uneasy feeling you're not sitting there alone
I'm having nasty nasty visions and baby you're in every one, yeah
And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with a still hot, smokin gun

Maybe you want to end it, you've had your fill of my kind of fun
But you don't know how to tell me and you know that I'm not that dumb
I put two and one together and you know that's not an even sum
And I know just where to find you with a still hot, smokin gun

I'm standing here bewildered, I can't remember just what I've done
I can hear the sirens whining, my eyes blinded by the sun
I know that I should be running, my heart's beating just like a drum
Now they've knocked me down and taken it, that still hot, smokin gun

Yeah still hot, smokin gun
Yes they've taken it
Still hot, smokin gun
Oh they've taken it
Still hot, smokin gun
Knocked me down, taken it