Magic Bullet
Pitch-black shades in a nice suit
Shook my hand said, "I know you"
I just laugh and say, "Maybe"
Who knew that he'd do this to me?
Fire-red hair in a tight dress
Sat by my side said, "You look stressed"
I just laugh and say, "Maybe"
That's when I felt her hand on my knee
On my knee
On my knee
Who knew clothes could rip so easily
As the fire consumed my body
I just laugh and say, "Baby"
"Slow down unless you want to kill me" (go on, kill me)
Our hearts beat on a parallel
She's got me under her spell
I just laugh and say, "Baby"
That's when she pulled the gun on me
Pulled it on me
On me
Pitch-black shades in a nice suit
Slowly walking into the room
I just laugh and say, "You're crazy"
He extends a gloved hand towards me
Says he's got a mission for me
On the highest shelf of secrecy
I just laugh and say, "You're crazy"
That's the last thing I remember then it's fuzzy
It's fuzzy
Fuzzy
Pitch-black shades in a nice suit
Shook my hand said, "I know you"
Gave me a mission in all secrecy
For a magic bullet to make history
In all truth, he then drugged me
Sat me in the library
Told me my name would be Lee
On November 22nd, 1963
Autor(es): Matt Thibeault
