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| Letras de Canciones Nazareth BABY'S GOT A GUN |
Everybody knows ‘em on the streets , they’ve seen them
Caughing up another piece of meat
I tell you my my
Babys got a gun
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Why you always runnin’ from the
Come along and have yourself a look
I tell you my my
Babys got a gun
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Might just say
Shootin’ emotion
I showed her everything
Shootin’ emotion
I see her everyday
Shootin’ emotion
Babys got a gun prayin’ to the Lord on Sundays
Ain’t a little angel anymore
I tell you my my
Babys got a gun
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I even tried to reason with a need for action
Turned around and pointed it at me
I tell you my my
Babys got a gun
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I still say
Shootin’ emotion
I showed her everything
Shootin’ emotion
I see her everyday
Babys got a gun
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Little Bo Peep’s gone off the deep end
Sweet sixteen’s gone away for the weekend
Shootin emotion
I showed her everything
Shootin emotion
I see her everyday
Babys got a gun
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Babys got a gun
b6s14313 142383!ss10s
Babys got a gun
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Babys got a gun
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Babys got a gun
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Ya Babys got a gun
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Oooh Babys got a gun, ya
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