Текст песни AC/DC - Gone Shootin'
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Текст песни AC/DC - Gone Shootin'
Young, Young & Scott)Feel the pressure riseHear the whistle blowFound a ticket of a roller chordThat I don't knowPacked your heart in a travelling bagAnd never said bye bye( )Something missing in the neighbourhoodAll the crying eyesI stirred my coffee with the same spoonDo a favourite tuneGone shootin'My baby's gone shootin'Wrap yourself aroundLike a second skinBacked a favourite nagBut she could never winI took your number in another townShe took another pillShe was running in an overdriveUp until my overkillShe never made it past the bedroom doorWhat was she aiming for?Gone shootin'She's gone, gone gone goneGone shootin'