Joe Espositoe's Gun Lyrics

Hot liquid jungle
Motel room
Voice on the radio's calling
Billy sleeping he's havin' a dream
While words are rolling
Somebody's giving
Billy a gun
An' tells him not to worry
'Cause the highway lies in your hands
With Joe Espositoe's gun

C' mon baby

His fingers touch
Te lowest part of the sky
An' nothing feels the same
Now you got it
Don't look back
Hey! Just move without leavin' no trace
It's just a dream But his time has come
Billy knows how to do it
So c'mon baby have some fun
With Joe Espositoe's gun

Look out!

You gonna shout
You gonna run
You got no time to waste
Insane lovers hold the prison key
Fingers break the world's neck
It's just a dream but
Our time has come
We know we have to do it
So c'mon baby have some fun with Joe Espositoe's gun

So c'mon now! Scream 'n' shout

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