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Shoot Ready Aim Video (MV)




Performed By: Marty McCarrick
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Bob Moore, Martin McCarrick




Marty McCarrick - Shoot Ready Aim Lyrics




I was born with a foot in my mouth
Never mind any silver spoon
And when the moment calls for silence
You can count on me to talk to soon

I always say the wrong things, they got a way of slippin out
Heres an example, just a sample of what I'm talkin about
No matter who's guilty I always get the blame, Shoot ready aim

Shoot ready aim, It's a shame I can't get it right
Shoot ready aim. Move over rover, I'll be your house guest tonight

My wife asked me a simple question, hey honey, do I look fat in this dress
Well I inserted the foot in my mouth and like a fool I answered yes
Just like salt in the sugar bowl, a tack on the chair
I've got a buck in my pocket for a ten dollar fare
No matter who's guilty I always get the blame, Shoot ready aim

Shoot ready aim, It's a shame I can't get it right
Shoot ready aim. Move over rover, I'll be your house guest tonight

I never thought about the moment or the trouble I could cause
Like when I told my little sister there was no Santa Claus
I always say the wrong things, they have a way of slippin out
Heres an example, just a sample of what I'm talkin about
No matter who's guilty I always get the blame, Shoot ready aim

Shoot ready aim, It's a shame I can't get it right
Shoot ready aim. Move over rover, I'll be your house guest tonight
Shoot ready aim, It's a shame I can't get it right
Shoot ready aim. Move over rover, I'll be your house guest tonight
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I was born with a foot in my mouth
Never mind any silver spoon
And when the moment calls for silence
You can count on me to talk to soon

I always say the wrong things, they got a way of slippin out
Heres an example, just a sample of what I'm talkin about
No matter who's guilty I always get the blame, Shoot ready aim

Shoot ready aim, It's a shame I can't get it right
Shoot ready aim. Move over rover, I'll be your house guest tonight

My wife asked me a simple question, hey honey, do I look fat in this dress
Well I inserted the foot in my mouth and like a fool I answered yes
Just like salt in the sugar bowl, a tack on the chair
I've got a buck in my pocket for a ten dollar fare
No matter who's guilty I always get the blame, Shoot ready aim

Shoot ready aim, It's a shame I can't get it right
Shoot ready aim. Move over rover, I'll be your house guest tonight

I never thought about the moment or the trouble I could cause
Like when I told my little sister there was no Santa Claus
I always say the wrong things, they have a way of slippin out
Heres an example, just a sample of what I'm talkin about
No matter who's guilty I always get the blame, Shoot ready aim

Shoot ready aim, It's a shame I can't get it right
Shoot ready aim. Move over rover, I'll be your house guest tonight
Shoot ready aim, It's a shame I can't get it right
Shoot ready aim. Move over rover, I'll be your house guest tonight
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Writer: Bob Moore, Martin McCarrick
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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