| Run
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| (Run for cover)
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| For for cover
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| Don’t shoot!
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| Shoot!
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| She’s so dangerous
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| (Shotgun!)
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| (Gun!)
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| (Don't shoot shotgun!)
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| Maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m right
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| Fallin' head over heals at the speed of light
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| Hey little miss heaven on earth
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| Whoa, won’t you walk this way but I see a red alert
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| Oh, my senses say keep away
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| So don’t shoot!
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| Don’t shoot shotgun
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| Dream on nightmare
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| Touch 'n' go Dove turned destroyer, she cut you up, she’s a slave of love
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| Run for cover, she’s so dangerous
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| Undercover, she’s so shameless
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| Don’t shoot shotgun
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| You got me bitin' my lip
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| Don’t shoot shotgun!
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| Ya shootin' straight from the hip
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| So don’t shoot shotgun
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| Shoot me, baby!
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| Ow!
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| Hit 'n' miss, flesh and blood
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| She’s sweet and indiscreet, she can’t get enough
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| A little midnight madness
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| Oh baby, you can’t hide
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| So wild 'n' unpredictable
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| Step aside
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| 'Cos you’re, you’re shooting wide
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| Run for cover, she’s so dangerous
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| Undercover, she’s so shameless
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| Don’t shoot shotgun
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| You got me bitin' my lip
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| Don’t shoot shotgun!
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| Ya shootin' straight from the hip
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| Oh Shake it, shake it!
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| Ah, take this, little hit 'n' miss
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| Oh Don’t shoot shotgun
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| You got me bitin' my lip
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| Don’t shoot shotgun!
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| Ya shootin' straight from the hip
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| Don’t shoot it!
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| Don’t shoot shotgun!
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| Shake it, shake it!
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| Aw, take this little hit 'n' miss
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| Ow!
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| (Don't shoot! Shotgun!)
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| Oh shoot it!
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| Don’t shoot it!
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| Uh, Oh shotgun!
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| Shoot me, baby!
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| Ow!
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| Let it blow! |