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letra de straight shooter - keith stegall

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it was friday night at the paradise, and i was out to have some fun
playing pool in the back with the good old boys, not bothering anyone
then the room went quiet like the still of the night, and she was standing in the door
in her faded jeans, and i’d never seen a woman like her before
so i made my move, and i played it cool as i stepped out onto the floor
but when she said hi, i knew that i was in trouble this time, for sure

she was a straight shooter
she didn’t mess around, she went for my heart
she was a straight shooter
she got me where it hurts, and it just gets worse every minute
that we’re apart, oh, no

well, i do declare that her golden hair was more than i could stand
and the way she walked and held herself would make a fool out of any man
so i asked her name, and she did the same, and i said, your place or mine?
and then she looked at me, and it was plain to see that she’d never been that kind
she told me that she never had a man that she could trust
and then she looked at me, and it was destiny, another good man bit the dust

she was a straight shooter
she didn’t mess around, she went for my heart
she was a straight shooter
she got me where it hurts, and it just gets worse every minute
that we’re apart, oh, [?]
well, now friday nights in the paradise are not the same for me
because while the good old boys are just cranking up, i’m turning on my tv
but late at night, when i turn out the light, she’s lying next to me
and i know that i’m as close to heaven as i’m ever gonna be
well, i may forget, and i’ll still regret some things that i have done
but the smartest move that i ever made was hanging up my guns

she was a straight shooter
she didn’t mess around, she went for my heart
she was a straight shooter
she got me where it hurts, and it just gets worse every minute
that we’re apart, yeah

she was a straight shooter
she don’t mess around, she goes for the heart
i’m telling you she’s a straight shooter
she got me where it hurts, and it just gets worse every minute
that we’re apart, oh, no

pick that guitar
baby, baby

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