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This Gun Don't Care - Ella Fitzgerald
I don't like the way you touch my baby
If you're smart you turn him loose
Unless you crave danger or you're crazy
'Cause this gun don't care who it shoots
You better take your hands off my baby
Or they're gonna bury you in your boots
Keep what I'm saying for I ain't fooling
And this gun don't care who it shoots
This old gun of mine has no conscience
Shows no favors as never caught the tree
So it's all up to you now pay attention
'Cause this gun don't care who it shoots
I'm glad to see you've made a right decision
Just stuck away you'd better pull up roots
Let's hope that you'll never cross my vision
'Cause this gun don't care who it shoots
This old gun of mine has no conscience
Shows no favors as never caught the tree
So it's all up to you now pay attention
'Cause this gun don't care who it shoots
No this gun don't care who it shoots
No this gun don't care who it shoots
No this gun don't care who it shoots
No this gun