Get ‘Ya Some
Good God what do I see
Pretty little thing just
Looking at me
Ohhhh, ohhhh sexy thing
I say walk that thing
Right over here
Just one thing I've got to make clear
Ohhhh, ohhhh sexy thing
[Pre-Chorus]
The way you move your body
It's driving me insane
Don't you dare take me there
Then shoot me down in flames
[Chorus]
She's just like a loaded gun, I just gottat get me some
Girl's so hot, you know is true
That woman gonna make a man of you
Really ain't no mystery
I want you and you want me
Ohhhh, ohhhh sexy thing
I want your ten toes up and my ten toes down
Two wet bodies going round and round
Ohhhh, ohhhh sexy thing
Now it really ain't no secret, I don't want this night to end
She said don't you worry Bret I brought along a friend
She's like a loaded gun, I just gotta get me some
Girl's so, hot you know is true
That woman gonna make a man of you
She make a dead man come
I gotta get me some
[Pre-Chorus]
She's just like a loaded gun, I just gotta get me some
Girl's so hot, you know is true
That woman gonna make a man of you
She's just like a loaded gun, I just gotta get me some
She make a dead man come
I gotta get me some
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