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Jessie Murph - Bang Bang (The Ballad of Amy Fisher) Lyrics




Boys these days think that they can get away with murder, murder
Fly away, free as a bird, after they hurt ya
They hurt ya
I've laid on the floor at the mercy of a man
I have seen what is torn at the mercy of his hands
Got a rage in my heart, like I've never had before
Ain't nobody gonna hear from him no more

Bang bang
I get your heart beating out your chest
Bang bang, you say you'll do it in my in my favorite dress
Bang bang, bad boys like to have that fun
Momma go get my, momma go get my gun

Every damn pistol in my hand, like a soul it holds me
It holds me
Last time it happens, sat me down that's she day she told me
She told me

I've laid on the floor at the mercy of a man
I have seen what is torn at the mercy of his hands
Got a rage in my heart, like I've never had before
Ain't nobody gonna hear from him no more

Bang bang
I get your heart beating out your chest
Bang bang, you say you'll do it in my favorite dress
Bang bang, bad boys like to have that fun
Momma go get my, momma go get my gun

I'm gon' go get my gun
Make him jump, make him run
Ain't mean, ain't done
Walking this?
Talking 'bout pistol whipper
Talking 'bout Amy Fisher
Body go so whip fishers
Won't even know who hit ya

Bang bang
I get your heart beating out your chest
Bang bang, I'll f*cking do in my favorite dress
Bang bang, bad boys like to have that fun
Momma go get my, momma go get my gun
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Boys these days think that they can get away with murder, murder
Fly away, free as a bird, after they hurt ya
They hurt ya
I've laid on the floor at the mercy of a man
I have seen what is torn at the mercy of his hands
Got a rage in my heart, like I've never had before
Ain't nobody gonna hear from him no more

Bang bang
I get your heart beating out your chest
Bang bang, you say you'll do it in my in my favorite dress
Bang bang, bad boys like to have that fun
Momma go get my, momma go get my gun

Every damn pistol in my hand, like a soul it holds me
It holds me
Last time it happens, sat me down that's she day she told me
She told me

I've laid on the floor at the mercy of a man
I have seen what is torn at the mercy of his hands
Got a rage in my heart, like I've never had before
Ain't nobody gonna hear from him no more

Bang bang
I get your heart beating out your chest
Bang bang, you say you'll do it in my favorite dress
Bang bang, bad boys like to have that fun
Momma go get my, momma go get my gun

I'm gon' go get my gun
Make him jump, make him run
Ain't mean, ain't done
Walking this?
Talking 'bout pistol whipper
Talking 'bout Amy Fisher
Body go so whip fishers
Won't even know who hit ya

Bang bang
I get your heart beating out your chest
Bang bang, I'll f*cking do in my favorite dress
Bang bang, bad boys like to have that fun
Momma go get my, momma go get my gun
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Writer: Jessie Murph
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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