Whatever happened to the young young lovers
One got shot and the other got lost in
Drugs and punks and blood on the street
Bla-blood on her knees
Bloody history
Whatever happened to the hayloft
Burnt to the ground and what about pop
He took his a$$ back to the crack shack
With his long johns on
Singing that old song
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
I better run
My baby's got a gun
It goes
Boom boom crack
Ga-ga-ga-ga boom boom
An eye for an eye a leg for a leg
A shot in the heart doesn't make it un-break
She really didn't wanna make it messy
She really really didn't but the girl gone cray
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
I bеtter run
My baby's got a gun
It goes
Boom boom crack
Ga-ga-ga-ga boom boom
She crucify (shе Crucify)
She crucify (she Crucify)
Hey pop you die you die
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
I better run
My baby's got a gun
It goes
Boom boom crack
Ga-ga-ga-ga boom boom
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
I better run
My baby's got a gun
It goes
Boom boom crack
Ga-ga-ga-ga boom boom
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
I better run
My baby's got a gun
It goes
Boom boom crack
Ga-ga-ga-ga boom ga-ga-ga-ga
She's not a bad kid
She's not a bad kid
But she had to do it
She had to do it
They are not a bad kid
But they had to do it
They couldn't not
They had to face off
She's not a bad kid
But she had to do it
She had to cry
She had to get high
