Paroles de la chanson Bang Bang (The Ballad Of Amy FIsher) par Jessie Murph
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Paroles de la chanson Bang Bang (The Ballad Of Amy FIsher) par Jessie Murph
Boys these days think that they can get away with murder, murder
Fly away free as a bird after they hurt ya, they hurt ya
I've laid on the floor at the mercy of a man
I have seen what he's torn at the mercy of his hands
Got a rage in my heart like I've never had before
Ain't nobody gonna hear from him no more
Bang, bang
I got your heart beating out your chest
Bang, bang, you make me do it in my in my favorite dress
Bang, bang, bad boys like to have their fun
Fly away free as a bird after they hurt ya, they hurt ya
I've laid on the floor at the mercy of a man
I have seen what he's torn at the mercy of his hands
Got a rage in my heart like I've never had before
Ain't nobody gonna hear from him no more
Bang, bang
I got your heart beating out your chest
Bang, bang, you make me do it in my in my favorite dress
Bang, bang, bad boys like to have their fun
Mama, go get my, mama, go get my gun
Hand me down pistol in my hand like a soul that holds me
It holds me
Last time it happened, sat me down, that's the day she told me
She told me
I've laid on the floor at the mercy of a man
I have seen what is torn at the mercy of his hands
Got a rage in my heart, like I've never had before
Ain't nobody gonna hear from him no more
Bang, bang
I get your heart beating out your chest
Hand me down pistol in my hand like a soul that holds me
It holds me
Last time it happened, sat me down, that's the day she told me
She told me
I've laid on the floor at the mercy of a man
I have seen what is torn at the mercy of his hands
Got a rage in my heart, like I've never had before
Ain't nobody gonna hear from him no more
Bang, bang
I get your heart beating out your chest
Bang, bang, you make me do it in my favorite dress
Bang, bang, bad boys like to have their fun
Mama, go get my, mama, go get my
Mama, go get my gun
Make him jump, make him run
I ain't mean, I ain't dumb
Walk in and stun him
I'm talking 'bout pistol whipper
Talking 'bout Amy Fisher
Body go swim with fishes
Won't even know who hit ya
Bang, bang
I get your heart beating out your chest
Bang, bang, I'll fucking do it in my favorite dress
Bang, bang, bad boys like to have their fun
Mama, go get my, mama, go get my
Mama, go get my gun
Make him jump, make him run
I ain't mean, I ain't dumb
Walk in and stun him
I'm talking 'bout pistol whipper
Talking 'bout Amy Fisher
Body go swim with fishes
Won't even know who hit ya
Bang, bang
I get your heart beating out your chest
Bang, bang, I'll fucking do it in my favorite dress
Bang, bang, bad boys like to have their fun
Mama, go get my, mama, go get my gun
Mama, go, mama, go, mama, go
Mama, go, mama, go, mama, go
Bang, bang
I'll get your heart beating out your chest
Bang, bang, I'll fucking do it in my favorite dress
Bang, bang, bad boys like to have their fun
Mama, go get my, mama, go get my gun
Mama, go get my, mama, go get my gun
Mama, go, mama, go, mama, go
Mama, go, mama, go, mama, go
Bang, bang
I'll get your heart beating out your chest
Bang, bang, I'll fucking do it in my favorite dress
Bang, bang, bad boys like to have their fun
Mama, go get my, mama, go get my gun
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