حاجات ومحتاجات

Monday, February 27, 2006

~My baby shot me down~

I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight


Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.


Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"


Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.


Music played, and people sang
Just for me, the church bells rang.


Now he's gone, I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie.
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down...

:)مش انا اللي كاتباها

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