You look me up and you look me down
cigarette lit in your mouth
You watch me sing and you watch me dance
You break sweat but you never ask

You'd like to feel me in your bed
But I'm the wrong girl in your head
And when the morning dawns and the [bad word] up
You got to find a way to make me bite the dust

You're gonna shoot shoot
You're gonna shoot me down
You're gonna shoot shoot
You're gonna shoot me down

Read all about it in the morning press
I fell down the stairs in my velvet dress
Cos I'm a party girl with no fixed address
Living in the wake of my big success

You'd like to feel me in your bed
But I'm the wrong girl in your head
And when the morning dawns and the [bad word] up
You got to find a way to make me turn [bad word] 
You're gonna shoot shoot
You're gonna shoot me down
You're gonna shoot shoot
You're gonna shoot me down

So here's to you all you boys and girls
Especially her with the pink hair curls
Just remember it's the bad ones who
Make you feel like your heart's so [bad word] 
You're gonna shoot shoot
You're gonna shoot me down
You're gonna shoot shoot
You're gonna shoot me down