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UB40
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Friendly FireMeð því að: UB40 |
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Guns In The Ghetto |
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UB40 » Friendly Fire |
We were partners in crime Spending our days, serving our time In the usual way We went behind the lines To even the score I won the battle but you won the war
I used to be a gun for hire Then I was killed by friendly fire I used to be a real high flyer Then I was killed by friendly fire
A shot rang out And knocked me flat Ain't no coming back from a lick like that I never saw it coming, it came out of the blue I never did believe my assassin would be you
I got the message down the wire That I was killed by friendly fire I used to be a gun for hire Then I was killed by friendly fire
We were partners in crime Spending our days, serving our time In the usual way We went behind the lines To even the score I won the battle but you won the war
I used to be a gun for hire Then I was killed by friendly fire I used to be a real high flyer Then I was shot by friendly fire
A shot rang out And knocked me flat Ain't no coming back from a lick like that I never saw it coming, it came out of the blue I never did believe my assasin would be you
I got the message down the wire That I was killed by friendly fire I used to be a gun for hire
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