I’m Your Gun (Letra)

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I’m dressed in black
I’m a heart attack
And my draw is lightning quick
If you’re looking for a man with
magic hands
I can really do the trick
And if you see me on the street
And you’re burnin’ from the heat
There’s a fire down below
You be the target on the bed
I’ll be shootin’ hot lead
Let me take control
You’re a scared little girl in this
big, bad town
So easy to sink, so easy to drown
Pull my trigger, I get bigger
Then I’m lots of fun
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Bite my bullet
Push and pull it
Tell me I’m the one
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Hold on steady, always ready,
yeah
Well, I’m as hard as they come
I’m a hit and run
I’m a pistol packin’ boy
Better walk real slow
I’m on the edge, y’know
And I’m easily annoyed
If something’s giving you trouble
I’ll be there on the double
Just call me on the line
I’ve got a muscle I can flex
It’ll fog your little specs
Till you think you’re going blind
I know these streets like the scars
on my back
And I stay as loaded as this gun
on my back
Pull my trigger, I get bigger
Then I’m lots of fun
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Bite my bullet
Push and pull it
Tell me I’m the one
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Squeeze it tighter
Aim and fire, yeah
Hold on steady, always ready,
yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull my trigger, I get bigger
Then I’m lots of fun
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Rub my barrel
Straight and narrow
Dress up like a nun
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Load my clip and lick your lips
This is gettin’ fun
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Hold on steady
Always ready, yeah

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I’m Your Gun (Letra)

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I’m dressed in black
I’m a heart attack
And my draw is lightning quick
If you’re looking for a man with
magic hands
I can really do the trick
And if you see me on the street
And you’re burnin’ from the heat
There’s a fire down below
You be the target on the bed
I’ll be shootin’ hot lead
Let me take control
You’re a scared little girl in this
big, bad town
So easy to sink, so easy to drown
Pull my trigger, I get bigger
Then I’m lots of fun
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Bite my bullet
Push and pull it
Tell me I’m the one
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Hold on steady, always ready,
yeah
Well, I’m as hard as they come
I’m a hit and run
I’m a pistol packin’ boy
Better walk real slow
I’m on the edge, y’know
And I’m easily annoyed
If something’s giving you trouble
I’ll be there on the double
Just call me on the line
I’ve got a muscle I can flex
It’ll fog your little specs
Till you think you’re going blind
I know these streets like the scars
on my back
And I stay as loaded as this gun
on my back
Pull my trigger, I get bigger
Then I’m lots of fun
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Bite my bullet
Push and pull it
Tell me I’m the one
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Squeeze it tighter
Aim and fire, yeah
Hold on steady, always ready,
yeah, yeah, yeah
Pull my trigger, I get bigger
Then I’m lots of fun
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Rub my barrel
Straight and narrow
Dress up like a nun
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Load my clip and lick your lips
This is gettin’ fun
I’m your gun
I’m your gun, gun, gun
Hold on steady
Always ready, yea

I’m Your Gun (Letra)

Alice Cooper

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Blew my smoke on a sunny day
When the first black powder came my way.
Hot lead ball from a muzzle cold —
To win fair lady and take your gold.
I know it hardly seems the time —
(i am your gun)
To talk of blue steel so sublime.
I can understand your point of view.
To tell the truth i’d scare me too.

Match, wheel and flintlock, they all caught your eye.
Pearl-handled ladies’ models, scaled down to size.
I am the peacemaker, so the theory goes.
But i don’t choose the company i keep —
And it shows.

I am your gun.
Love me, i’m your gun.

Maxim and browning, they helped me along.
Stoner, kalashnikov — thrilled to my song.
Now one of me exists, for each one of you,
So how can you blame me for the things that i do?

Now i take second place to the motor car
In the score of killing kept thus far.
And just remember, if you don’t mind —
It’s not the gun that kills
But the man behind.

I am your gun.