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Gene Vincent
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Pistol Packing Mama
Lay that pistol down, babe. Lay that pistol down. Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down.
Oh, drinkin' beer in a cabaret Was I havin' fun! Until one night she caught me right And now I'm on the run.
Oh, lay that pistol down, babe. Lay that pistol down. Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down.
Oh, I'll sing you every night And I'll woo you every day. I'll be your regular mama 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 And I'll put that gun away.
Oh, lay that pistol down, babe. Lay that pistol down. Pistol packin' mama Lay that thing down before it goes off and hurts somebody!
Oh, she kicked out my windshield And she hit me over the head. She cussed and cried and said I lied And she wished that I was dead.
Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe. Lay that pistol down. Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down
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