CLOSE RANGE
You ain’t no sharpshooter baby but you sure are gunning me down
You ain’t no sharpshooter baby but you sure are gunning me down
I see you coming at me like a freight train
It’s not so hard to break my heart at close range

You should throw your weapons down and reach up, up for the sky
You should throw your weapons down baby and reach up, up for the sky
You better plead the fifth, you better state your case
It’s not so hard to break my heart at close range, no it’s not
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I said you best go run and hide
Yea you better watch your back babe wherever you go
I said you best go run and hide
Yea you better watch your back wherever you go, I’m coming to get ya
You better hide your face, you better change your name
​It’s not so hard to break my heart at close range
You better hide your face, you better change your name
It’s not so hard to break my poor heart at close range

Why you gotta break my heart baby?
At close, close, close, close range?
Why you gotta break my heart baby? Baby?
Why you gotta do me wrong?
Why you gotta do me wrong?
I ain’t your playboy

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