Smoking Gun (Live At The BBC)

Smoking Gun

You shot me through the heart, yeah

With your smoking gun

Never saw you coming

And I was on the run

I never heard a sound

'Till I hit the ground

You shot me through the heart

With your smoking gun

Never ever thought about settling down

Had too much fun, tearing up the town

I had the fastest gun in the west

'Till you put it to the test

You shot me through the heart, yeah

With your smoking gun

Never saw you coming

And I was on the run

I never heard a sound

'Till I hit the ground

You shot me through the heart

With your smoking gun

She's so fine, I'd quit my player ways

All this lying has become a prayer

Calling me sweetly, give your tenderness

So I can lay my guns to rest

You shot me through the heart, yeah

With your smoking gun

Never saw you coming

And I was on the run

I never heard a sound

'Till I hit the ground

You shot me through the heart

With your smoking gun, yeah

(Shot me with your smoking gun)

I never thougt about it, baby

(Shot me with your smoking gun)

But you're only what I need, yeah, yeah

(Shot me with your smoking gun)

You'll be my baby

(Shot me with your smoking gun)

(Shot me with your smoking gun)

All that I need

(Shot me with your smoking gun)

(Shot me with your smoking gun)

(Shot me with your smoking gun)