Her shoes are so [bad word] old, but still make a good perception
White T-shirt and black skirt, she's drinking New York Old Fashion
Never seats with anyone, always asks to fill her glass
She is teasing every single guy from the richest to the poorest class

She's got a gun I have been got down
It's in my head the iest bullet ever made
She's got a gun I have been got down

Bright light has never helped. She looks so good whatever
Eye blink is ringing bell for the thousands across the planet
It looks like she is yours, but in fact you are turned into ice
They all sing romantic songs, but she looks straight into my eyes

She's got a gun I have been got down
It's in my head the iest bullet ever made
She's got a gun I have been got down
It's in my head the iest bullet ever made