Paint your smile on your lips Blood red nails on your fingertips. A school boy's dream, you act so shy Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye.
WHOA! You're a loaded gun WHOA! There's nowhere to run No one can save me the damage is done.
Shot through the heart, And you're to blame You give love a bad name I play my part, and you play your game You give love a bad name.
I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no! Oh! I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, oo-ooh.) Yeah! All around in my home town, They're tryin' to track me down; They say they want to bring me in guilty For the killing of a deputy, For the life of a deputy. But I say:
Oh, now, now. Oh! (I shot the sheriff.) - the sheriff. (But I swear it was in selfdefence.) Oh, no! (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh) Yeah! I say: I shot the sheriff - Oh, Lord! - (And they say it is a capital offence.) Yeah! (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh) Yeah!
A shot in the dark, one step away from you.
ReplyDeleteJust a shot in the dark, nothing that you can do.
A shot in the dark, always creeping up on you.
Song: Shot in the Dark
Artist: Ozzy Osbourne
OK - I'll post the obvious...
ReplyDeletePaint your smile on your lips
Blood red nails on your fingertips.
A school boy's dream, you act so shy
Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye.
WHOA! You're a loaded gun
WHOA! There's nowhere to run
No one can save me the damage is done.
Shot through the heart,
And you're to blame
You give love a bad name
I play my part, and you play your game
You give love a bad name.
Song: Shot through the Heart
Artist: Bon Jovi
Celia,
ReplyDeleteThat song hadn't even crossed my mind. When you said you'd post the obvious, I thought you were going to use this:
Hit me with your best shot!
Why don't you hit me with your best shot?
Hit me with your best shot!
Fire away!
Song: Hit Me With Your Best Shot
Artist: Pat Benatar
Celia - you stole my song!! That's the first thing that came to mind. I'll have to think of another now.
ReplyDeleteI shot the sheriff
ReplyDeleteBut I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no! Oh!
I shot the sheriff
But I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, oo-ooh.)
Yeah! All around in my home town,
They're tryin' to track me down;
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy,
For the life of a deputy.
But I say:
Oh, now, now. Oh!
(I shot the sheriff.) - the sheriff.
(But I swear it was in selfdefence.)
Oh, no! (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh) Yeah!
I say: I shot the sheriff - Oh, Lord! -
(And they say it is a capital offence.)
Yeah! (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh) Yeah!
I Shot The Sheriff - Bob Marley