Feel the pressure rise hear the whistle blow. Found a ticket of a roller chord that I don't know. Packed your heart in a travelling bag and never said bye bye. Something missing in the neighbourhood. All the crying eyes. (Do a favourite tune?). Gone shootin'. My baby's gone shootin'. Rub the soap around like a second skin. Backed a favourite nag but she could never win. I took your number in another town she took another pill. She was running in overdrive up until my overkill. She never made it past the bedroom door. What was she aiming for?. Gone shootin'. She's gone gone gone gone. Gone shootin'. My baby's gone shootin'. I'm gonna have to get a gun. Look out look out. She sure is loaded. I used to love her so