Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh

The last days were the meanest
Leanest days of our lives
You threw me the pieces
I started the fire
One thing led to a dead end
One shot put her away, hey-hey

Look out on a green world
Windows and wives
No bedroom to run to
No miracle jive, no conversation

Then nothing meant nothing
Ten dollars tore us apart
One thing led to a dead end
One shot put her away

One day nothing meant nothing
Ten dollars tore us apart
One thing led to a dead end
And one shot put her away

The last days were the meanest
Leanest days of our lives
One thing led to a dead end
One shot further away

Look out on a green world
Windows and wives
No bedroom to run to
No woman alive, no conversation

Hot love is the dearest
No money can buy
She burnt like a spitfire
One shot put her away

One shot put her away, hey-hey
One shot put her away, uh-huh-huh
Uh-huh-huh-huh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Uh-huh-huh
Uh-huh-huh-huh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Uh-huh-huh
Uh-huh-huh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Uh-huh-huh
Uh-huh-huh-huh
Ooh-ooh, ooh
Uh-huh-huh
Uh-huh-huh-huh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Uh-huh-huh

One shot put her away

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Writer(s): David Bowie, Hunt B Sales, Reeves C Gabrels, Tony Sales