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I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Giorgio Tuinfort, Pierre David Guetta, Sonny Bono
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Giorgio Tuinfort, Pierre David Guetta, Sonny Bono
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