| That little cupid, he 's a real sharp shooter
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| I don 't believe he 's got an arrow and bow
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| People all think he just couldn' t be cuter
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| But I saw him down at the gun show
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| He appeared to be about two years of age
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| A really freaky thing to see
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| He was bragging about his sawed-off six gauge
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| Hidden right up his tattered sleeve
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| I asked him if the gun had a sight
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| How can you hit your mark that way
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| Little cupid, he just laughed outright
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| He said I don' t take aim I just bang bang bang
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| I don 't take aim I just bang bang bang
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| He fired off a few hot rounds
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| Right into the sorry crowd
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| No blood, no gore, no one hit the ground
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| They all just fell in love
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| With whoever they happened to be around
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| It 's funny, till it happens to you
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| But be sure you stay well out of his way
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| Love is careless, random and cruel
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| He don' t take aim he just ---
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| He don' t take aim he just bang bang bang
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| He don 't take aim he just bang bang bang
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| He don 't take aim he just bang. |
| Bang. |
| Bang |