7.Smoking Gun
Lyricist：Bruce Bromberg, Richard Cousins, Robert William Cray
I get a constant busy signal when I call you on the phone
I get a strong uneasy feeling you're not sitting there alone
I'm having nasty nasty visions and baby you're in every one,
yeah
And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with a still hot and
smoking gun
Maybe you want to end it, you've had your fill of my kind of fun
But you don't know how to tell me and you know that I'm not that
dumb
I put two and one together and you know that's not an easy sum
And I know just where to find you with a still hot and smoking
gun
I'm standing here bewildered, I can't remember just what I've
done
I can hear the sirens whining, my eyes blinded by the sun
I know that I should be running, my heart's beating just like a
drum
Now they've knocked me down and taking it, a still hot and
smoking gun
Yeah still hot and smoking gun, yes they've taken it
Still hot and smoking gun, oh they've taken it
Still hot and smoking gun, knocked me down, taken it
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