Suzi's Got A Gun

Duration

5:38

Genres

Rock

Description

Lyrics

Suzy’s Got a Gun Mistress of the evening With wicked wiles and cheep ass tricks Exacting fleeting fancies To steal your trophy to get your fix Careful with crocked fingers Watching watchful eyes Your staring down the barrel My finger in the trigger My fist in your pretty little face Baby doll you must be joking I’m laughing while your choking Wipe that stupid look right off you face Kiss my twelve gauge Suzy’s got a gun Honey you ain’t nothin special Take a number baby get in line Ain’t leading with those lashes Right now any other night Honey you can look all you want But if I see you touch Your staring down the barrel My finger in the trigger My fist in your pretty little face Baby doll you must be joking I’m laughing while your choking Wipe that stupid look right off you face Kiss my twelve gauge Suzy’s got a gun Suzy’s got a gun Suzy’s got a gun Suzy’s got a gun Your staring down the barrel My finger in the trigger My fist in your pretty little face Baby doll you must be joking I’m laughing while your choking Wipe that stupid look right off you face Kiss my twelve gauge Suzy’s got a gun