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Bourbon Blues Ensemble - Bulletproof lyrics

Artist: Bourbon Blues Ensemble

album: Bulletproof


I'm sick of this words
That you make in your mouth
Sick of you voice
That fills my mind
Step down and say
Something doesn't make sense
This fool situacion
I think I'm still mad
I was hiding emotions
Don't think it's right
Now instead of roses
You get the gun
Nothing to say than sight
We'll count to three
And then you shoot
But oops you didn't know
That I'm Bulletproof
We'll count to three
And then you shoot
Oops you didn't know
That I'm Bulletproof
We'll count to three
And then you shoot
But oops you didn't know
That I'm Bulletproof
We'll count to three
One, Two, Three
And then you shoot
But oops you didn't know
That I'm Bulletproof
We'll count to three
And then you shoot
But oops you didn't know
That I'm Bulletproof
We'll count to three
Three... MUEVELO!

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