10. August 2010
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 ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
BANG BANG
my baby shot me down.
Seasons came and changed the time. When I grew up, I called him mine. He would always laugh and say "Remember when we used to play?"
Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
BANG BANG
I used to shoot 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.
Song written by Sonny Bono; voc. Nancy Sinatra
g a g a - 10. August 2010, 23:59
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