Song Lyrics
Dream on nightmare, she s a slave of love
She can t get enough, she s a slave of love, so don t shoot shotgun
maybe i m wrong
You re shooting wide, don t shoot shotgun Shotgun, a little midnight madness
She s so shameless, don t shoot it
she s so shameless
Ya shootin straight from the hip, run for cover, little hit n miss
a little midnight madness
Don t shoot shotgun, hey little miss heaven on earth, hey little miss heaven on earth
she s so shameless
You got me bitin my lip, run for cover
A little midnight madness, you got me bitin my lip, little hit n miss
She s sweet and indiscreet, she s so dangerous, dream on nightmare
Ya shootin straight from the hip, don t shoot shotgun Def, she s sweet and indiscreet
you re shooting wide
don t shoot shotgun
You got me bitin my lip, so don t shoot shotgun Don't, touch n go dove turned destroyer
Run for cover, take this little hit n miss, my senses say keep away
she s so shameless
Don t shoot it, little hit n miss, so wild n unpredictable
Run for cover, touch n go dove turned destroyer, don t shoot shotgun
She can t get enough, take this little hit n miss
For for cover, run for cover, fallin head over heals at the speed of light
hey little miss heaven on earth
Flesh and blood, you re shooting wide
Oh don t shoot shotgun, oh don t shoot shotgun
Run for cover, run for cover Shoot, you got me bitin my lip
ya shootin straight from the hip
Take this little hit n miss, she cut you up
Run for cover, ya shootin straight from the hip
Won t you walk this way but i see a red alert, run for cover
Maybe i m wrong, take this little hit n miss, don t shoot shotgun
don t shoot it
don t shoot shotgun
ya shootin straight from the hip
She can t get enough, run for cover Def, oh don t shoot shotgun
you got me bitin my lip
A little midnight madness, you got me bitin my lip
Touch n go dove turned destroyer, oh don t shoot shotgun Shoot, you got me bitin my lip
she s so dangerous
Take this little hit n miss, so don t shoot, flesh and blood
She cut you up, so don t shoot shotgun
don t shoot shotgun
Don t shoot shotgun, ya shootin straight from the hip
You can t hide, she s so dangerous
Run for cover, little hit n miss Shoot, you got me bitin my lip
Dream on nightmare, she s so shameless
Ya shootin straight from the hip, maybe i m wrong, take this little hit n miss