My Favorite 9 Lyrics

I've got perfection strapped on my side, yeah
This evil seduction playin' with my mind, oh, yeah
When someone comes bangin' upon my door
All bent out of shape with a cocked .44
I can show you how to play the game
So you better pray and take aim

Well, you've got temptation written in your eyes
And I know we're hit with the worst of it
It's killing inside us all
When some trigger happy cowboy
Put a bullet in his brain
Only God knows better 'cause he created shame
Whеre's the season whеre we become one
Is it on its way?
It's what I gotta say And I'm gonna do, oh, Lord
Is make things fine, yeah
With my favorite 9
It's what I gotta say
And I'm gonna do, oh, Lord
Is make things right, yeah
With my favorite 9

Ooh, every time I turn around
And someone's trying to make me get sick
And someone pulled a trigger
Then another little kid gets hit
So get 'em, so get 'em

It's what I gotta say
And I'm gonna do
Is make things right
It's what I gotta say
And I'm gonna do, oh, Lord
Is make things right
With my favorite 9, hey!

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