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Whatever happen to the young,young lovers
One got shot and the other got lost in
Drugs and punks and blood on the street
Blood, blood on her knees
Bloo-dy history (yeah)
Whatever happen to the hayloft?
Burnt to the ground, and what about Pop?
He tock his ass back to the crack shack
With his long johns on, singing that old song
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun, I better run
My baby's got a gun, it goes
BOOM, BOOM, CRACK GA-GA-GA-GA, BOOM BOOM
An eye for an eye, a leg for a leg
A shot in the heart doesn't make it unbreak
She really didn't wanna make a messy
She really, really didn't, but the girl come cray
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun, I better run
My baby's got a gun, it goes
BOOM, BOOM, CRACK GA-GA-GA-GA, BOOM BOOM
She crucify (she crucify)
She crucify (she crucify)
Hey Pop, YOU DIE, YOU DIE
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun, I better run
My baby's got a gun, it goes
BOOM, BOOM, CRACK GA-GA-GA-GA, BOOM BOOM
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun, I better run
My baby's got a gun, it goes
BOOM, BOOM, CRACK GA-GA-GA-GA, BOOM BOOM
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun, I better run
My baby's got a gun, it goes
BOOM, BOOM, CRACK GA-GA-GA-GA, BOOM GA-GA-GA-GA
She's not a bad kid
She's not a bad kid
But she had to do it
She had to do it
They're not a bad kid
But they had to do it
They couldn't not
They had the face off
She's not a bad kid
But they had to do it
She had to crack
She had to kill Pop