From: lordyumyum@gmail.com   
      
   AC/DC - "Gone Shootin'"   
      
   Feel the pressure rise   
   Hear the whistle blow   
   Bought a ticket of her own accord   
   To, I don't know   
   Packed her heart in a travellin' bag   
   And never said, "bye-bye"   
   Something missin' in the neighborhood   
   Of her cryin' eyes   
      
   I stirred my coffee with the same spoon   
   Knew her favorite tune   
      
   Gone shootin'   
   My baby gone shootin'   
      
   Wrapped herself around   
   Like a second skin   
   Backed her favorite nag   
   But she could never win   
   I took an offer in another town   
   She took another pill   
   She was runnin' in an overdrive   
   A victim of overkill   
      
   She never made it past the bedroom door   
   What was she aiming for?   
      
   Gone shootin'   
   She's gone   
   Gone, gone, gone   
      
   Gone shootin'   
   My baby's gone shootin'   
   Look out, woo   
   (Gone shootin') How am I gonna get her down?   
   (Gone shootin') Ow, look out, look out, look out   
   (Gone shootin') I shouldn't get in her way   
   (Gone shootin') Ah, she sure is loaded   
   (Gone shootin') She's gone, gone, gone, gone, she's gone   
   (Gone shootin')   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)