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Brantley Gilbert

Smokin' Gun

 

Smokin' Gun

(album: The Devil Don't Sleep - 2017)


It's 2 AM and that cell phone's ringing
Yeah, sounds like you been sipping on something
It was in the way I heard you say, hey baby
Yeah, you 'bout as subtle as a freight train coming
And I know what's next
You'll be knocking on my door
Standing there in that dress
What are you waiting for

Pull the trigger on a point blank kiss
This close you better never miss
Heart beating like a bullet into my chest
Biting my lip and wrecking my bed
But Cinderella never sees the sun
You'll be gone before morning comes
Like to love, but you love to run
You're too hot to hold
Baby, you're a smoking gun

Yeah, you think you got it like Tony Montana
Calling these shots like the world is yours
And you got me hooked, but let me turn them tables
I ain't the only one comin back for more
Little smile on your face
You're begging me to play along
So, if we're saying it's a game
Then I'm guessing this is game on

Pull the trigger on a point blank kiss
This close you better never miss
Heart beating like a bullet into my chest
Biting my lip and wrecking my bed
But Cinderella never sees the sun
You'll be gone before morning comes
Like to love, but you love to run
You're too hot to hold
Baby, you're a smoking gun

You're like a forty-four mag with one bullet in it
It's a dangerous game, but I can't help but spin it
Knowing one day it's gonna end bad
But it's too late, I got it cocked back

Pull the trigger on a point blank kiss
This close you better never miss
Heart beating like a bullet into my chest
Biting my lip and wrecking my bed
But Cinderella never sees the sun
You'll be gone before morning comes
Like to love, but you love to run
You're too hot to hold
Baby, you're a smoking gun

Yeah
Pull the trigger

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