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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 groud. |
Bang bang. That awful sound bang bang. |
My baby shot me down. |
Seasons came and change the time. |
When I grew I called him mine. |
He would always laugh |
and say: Remember we used to play? |
Bang bang. I shot you down bang bang. |
You hit the groud bang bang. |
That awful sound bang bang. |
I used to shot 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... |
Baby shot me... |
Down... No mitä piditte? So did you like it? |
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