Feel the pressure rise
Hear the whistle blow
Bought a ticket of her own accord
To, I don’t know
Packed her heart in a travellin' bag
And never said, "bye-bye"
Something missin' in the neighborhood
Of her cryin' eyes
Knew her favorite tune
Gone shootin'
My baby gone shootin'
Wrapped herself around
Like a second skin
Backed her favorite nag
But she could never win
I took an offer in another town
She took another pill
She was runnin' in an overdrive
A victim of overkill
She never made it past the bedroom door
What was she aiming for?
Gone shootin'
She's gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone shootin'
My baby's gone shootin'
Look out, woo
(Gone shootin') How am I gonna get her down?
(Gone shootin') Ow, look out, look out, look out
(Gone shootin') I shouldn't get in her way
(Gone shootin') Ah, she sure is loaded
(Gone shootin') She's gone, gone, gone, gone, she's gone
(Gone shootin')
I used to love her so
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[Verse 1]
Feel the pressure rise
Hear the whistle blow
Bought a ticket of her own accord
To, I don’t know
Packed her heart in a travellin' bag
And never said, "bye-bye"
Something missin' in the neighborhood
Of her cryin' eyes
[Pre-Chorus]
Knew her favorite tune
[Chorus]
Gone shootin'
My baby gone shootin'
[Verse 2]
Wrapped herself around
Like a second skin
Backed her favorite nag
But she could never win
I took an offer in another town
She took another pill
She was runnin' in an overdrive
A victim of overkill
[Pre-Chorus]
She never made it past the bedroom door
What was she aiming for?
[Chorus]
Gone shootin'
She's gone
Gone, gone, gone
[Solo]
[Chorus]
Gone shootin'
My baby's gone shootin'
Look out, woo
(Gone shootin') How am I gonna get her down?
(Gone shootin') Ow, look out, look out, look out
(Gone shootin') I shouldn't get in her way
(Gone shootin') Ah, she sure is loaded
(Gone shootin') She's gone, gone, gone, gone, she's gone
(Gone shootin')
I used to love her so
📝 纯歌词版本
Feel the pressure rise
Hear the whistle blow
Bought a ticket of her own accord
To, I don’t know
Packed her heart in a travellin' bag
And never said, "bye-bye"
Something missin' in the neighborhood
Of her cryin' eyes
Knew her favorite tune
Gone shootin'
My baby gone shootin'
Wrapped herself around
Like a second skin
Backed her favorite nag
But she could never win
I took an offer in another town
She took another pill
She was runnin' in an overdrive
A victim of overkill
She never made it past the bedroom door
What was she aiming for?
Gone shootin'
She's gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone shootin'
My baby's gone shootin'
Look out, woo
(Gone shootin') How am I gonna get her down?
(Gone shootin') Ow, look out, look out, look out
(Gone shootin') I shouldn't get in her way
(Gone shootin') Ah, she sure is loaded
(Gone shootin') She's gone, gone, gone, gone, she's gone
(Gone shootin')
I used to love her so
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[Verse 1]
Feel the pressure rise
Hear the whistle blow
Bought a ticket of her own accord
To, I don’t know
Packed her heart in a travellin' bag
And never said, "bye-bye"
Something missin' in the neighborhood
Of her cryin' eyes
[Pre-Chorus]
Knew her favorite tune
[Chorus]
Gone shootin'
My baby gone shootin'
[Verse 2]
Wrapped herself around
Like a second skin
Backed her favorite nag
But she could never win
I took an offer in another town
She took another pill
She was runnin' in an overdrive
A victim of overkill
[Pre-Chorus]
She never made it past the bedroom door
What was she aiming for?
[Chorus]
Gone shootin'
She's gone
Gone, gone, gone
[Solo]
[Chorus]
Gone shootin'
My baby's gone shootin'
Look out, woo
(Gone shootin') How am I gonna get her down?
(Gone shootin') Ow, look out, look out, look out
(Gone shootin') I shouldn't get in her way
(Gone shootin') Ah, she sure is loaded
(Gone shootin') She's gone, gone, gone, gone, she's gone
(Gone shootin')
I used to love her so
Well the devil may care,
You toss 'em back and be a man,
With the last time,
Black ice,
End of it all, end of the line,
End of the road,
Black ice,
Bl...
Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first
Lamborghinis, caviar
Dry martinis, Shangri-La
I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
It's yearning
...
Ballbreaker (1995)
(Young, Young)
Breakin' balls, Bangin' walls
Work hard and tough, and I want some rough
Unpack my bags, and take a drag
When bang...
AC/DC
Back in Black
Back In Black
Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back
Yes, I'm let loose
From the noose
That's kept ...