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Forty Four



The Kills - Forty Four - Текст песни

I wore my .44 so long, it made my shoulder sore.
I wore my .44 so long, I done made my shoulder sore.
Well, I'm wondering everybody, where'd my baby go.

Well, I'm so mad this mornin', I don't know where in the world to go.
Well, I'm so mad this mornin', I don't know where in the world to go.
Well, I'm looking for some money, pawned gun to have some gold.

Well, I'm so mad this mornin', I don't know where in the world to go.
Well, I'm so mad this mornin', I don't know where in the world to go.
Well, I'm looking for some money, pawn everybody off.
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