How does it feel now you ve been undressed
by a man with a mind like the gutter press
So disappointed to find it s no big sin
Lying skin to skin
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Shot with his own gun
Now dad is keeping mum
Shot with his own gun
Now somebody has to pay for the one who got away
What s on his mind now is anyone s guess
Losing his touch with each caress
Spending ev ry evening looking so appealing
He comes without warning
Leaves without feeling
Chorus
On your marksmanreadyset
Let s get loaded and forget
The little corporal got in the way
And he got hit by an emotional ricochet
It s a bit more now than dressing up dolly
Playing house seems so melancholy
Chorus
Oh it s too sad to be true
Your blue murder s killing you
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