She was five and I was six. We rode on horses made of sticks. I wore black and she wore white. She would always win the fight. . Bang, bang, she shot me down.
(Bang bang) You shot me down.. (Bang bang) I hit the ground.. (Bang bang) That awful sound.. Bang bang.. My baby shot me. Down.. . I was five and you were six..
Bang bang, you shot me down. Bang bang, I hit the ground. Bang bang that awful sound. Bang bang, my baby shot me down. . I was five and you were six. We rode on horses made of sticks.
Bang, bang, bang, I'm gonna get fired out, again. Blamin' everybody for the long time low that I put myself in. Well, I lost my teeth in a scuffle on the street with a good man, again.
Bang, bang, bang, I'm gonna get fired out, again. Blamin' everybody for the long time low that I put myself in. Well, I lost my teeth in a scuffle on the street with a good man, again.
Oi, oi, oi, poloi, bags of noise, wake up. Shake it up like milk shakes, makin' money, feelin' great. A pusher dis and cuss, if I'm in discuss let me discuss.