Songtext von Gimme No Lip

I got some big six-shooters Packed up on my steed And only take 'em off Unless I got some flesh to feed Intimidation to the max Is what'll do it to me I'll rip it right and rip it left Just to make your heart bleed Layin' down in the dirt A big bottle of wine Rather listen to some blues Or love a woman 'til she's blind Got a lot of time to waste On shining my big guns When I ride into your town You and your sister want some fun I'm looking for a Juliet to take my cowboy blues away The ten blue broken hearts behind me they're not mine I'm a gunfighter looking for love Gunfighter for love Gunfighter for love Gunfighter for love I'm a six for all-American kid My serial number's one nine seven six Born down south wehre barbed wire plays Where my parents met is in the U.S. of A. Legendary, gunfighter Buckshot, point-blank Fast aim, six-shooter Trail blazer, gunslinger Pistol packin', rough rider Wanted man, coach robber Shot drinkin' cowboy Gunfighter for love I got some big six-shooters Packed upon my steed And I only take 'em off Unless I got some flesh to feed Intimidation to the max Is what'll do it to me I'll rip it right rip it left Just to make your heart bleed