Sharpshooter

Alright!

Well, I got jetlagged from living too fast
Scars on my heart from the girls I've trashed
Baby, come on, I won't let you down
I'll treat you like a lady
We're talking bullseye, baby

Sharpshooter
A fist fightin' mutha's son of a gun, yeah
Sly mover
I won't leave until I've had my fun, yeah

Oh, my Lord!
Oh, my Lord, oh, my Lord!

The rumor says that I've been kicking up dust
Hands on the cross, tell me, who do you trust?
Baby, come on, don't put me down
You'll be feeling jaded
When the smoke has faded

Sharpshooter
A fist fightin' mutha's son of a gun
I'm a sly mover
I won't leave town until I've had my fun

That's right

Sharpshooter
A fist fightin' mutha's son of a gun
I'm a sly mover
I won't leave town until I've had my fun, yeah

Sharpshooter
My bold love is a sweet sound to your ears
Sly mover
Talk of the devil and he's sure to appear, yeah

Yeah!
Alright!

Sharpshooter
I'm a fist fightin'
Sharpshooter
Mutha's son of a gun
Sharpshooter
Sly mover, whoa!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah!