Shot Shot lyrics
Well hey, how's tricks man Think I seen you before You looked a lot older Blank blank do ya You been workin' out what's wrong with that Well he came back and Came marching in Shot shot to the He found a good reason Do it for the money Control your bad side in to peril what's wrong with that We come down You're so fine Hold the line So please stop talking Dead wrong it's the special occasions Start puckering up My ears are blank Can't go wrong with that You do it for the money Explode or capsize If you're down Provide my poet Dead wrong Town the line You're so fine
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