Don’t Shoot Shotgun Songtext
von Def Leppard
Don’t Shoot Shotgun Songtext
Run for cover
Don′t shoot, shoot
She's so dangerous
Shotgun, gun, don′t shoot shotgun
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right
Fallin′ head over heels at the speed of light
Hey, little miss heaven on Earth
Won′t you walk this way
But I see red alert
Oh, my senses say keep away
So don't shoot, don′t shoot shotgun
Dream on nightmare, touch 'n′ go
Dove turned destroyer
She cut you up, she's a slave of love
Run for cover, she′s so dangerous
Undercover, she's so shameless
So don't shoot shotgun, you got me bitin′ my lip
Don′t shoot shotgun, you're shootin′ straight from the hip
So don't shoot, shotgun
Shoot me baby
Hit ′n' miss, flesh and blood
She′s sweet and indiscreet, she can't get enough
A little midnight madness, oh baby, you can't hide
So wild ′n′ unpredictable, step aside
'Cause you′re, you're shooting wide
Run for cover, she′s so dangerous
Undercover, she's so shameless
So don′t shoot shotgun, you got me bitin' my lip
So don't shoot shotgun, you′re shootin′ straight from the hip
Shake it, shake it!
Take this, little hit 'n′ miss
Oh, don't shoot shotgun, you got me bitin′ my lip
Don't shoot shotgun, you′re shootin' straight from the hip
Don't shoot it
Don′t shoot shotgun, shake it, shake it
And take this a little hit ′n' miss
Don′t shoot shotgun
Oh shoot it, don't shoot it
Oh, shotgun
Shoot me, baby (ow!)
Let it blow
Don′t shoot, shoot
She's so dangerous
Shotgun, gun, don′t shoot shotgun
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right
Fallin′ head over heels at the speed of light
Hey, little miss heaven on Earth
Won′t you walk this way
But I see red alert
Oh, my senses say keep away
So don't shoot, don′t shoot shotgun
Dream on nightmare, touch 'n′ go
Dove turned destroyer
She cut you up, she's a slave of love
Run for cover, she′s so dangerous
Undercover, she's so shameless
So don't shoot shotgun, you got me bitin′ my lip
Don′t shoot shotgun, you're shootin′ straight from the hip
So don't shoot, shotgun
Shoot me baby
Hit ′n' miss, flesh and blood
She′s sweet and indiscreet, she can't get enough
A little midnight madness, oh baby, you can't hide
So wild ′n′ unpredictable, step aside
'Cause you′re, you're shooting wide
Run for cover, she′s so dangerous
Undercover, she's so shameless
So don′t shoot shotgun, you got me bitin' my lip
So don't shoot shotgun, you′re shootin′ straight from the hip
Shake it, shake it!
Take this, little hit 'n′ miss
Oh, don't shoot shotgun, you got me bitin′ my lip
Don't shoot shotgun, you′re shootin' straight from the hip
Don't shoot it
Don′t shoot shotgun, shake it, shake it
And take this a little hit ′n' miss
Don′t shoot shotgun
Oh shoot it, don't shoot it
Oh, shotgun
Shoot me, baby (ow!)
Let it blow
Writer(s): Robert John Lange, Phil Collen, Steve Clark, Joseph Elliott, Rick Savage, Richard Allen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com