Shotgun
Shotgun
Shotgun
Shotgun
Shotgun
Your baby's got one
Trouble loves
Trouble loves
Trouble loves that trouble
Pump action Mr. Jackson
I was cocked and loaded
Woke up in the morning
Both my barrels smoking
Buck shot salt rock
I'm climbing up a ladder
Window sills and doctor bills
And she keeps getting fatter
You're in trouble boy
You better run
Here comes your woman
With a shotgun
Shotgun
Shotgun
Shotgun
Shotgun
Your baby's got one
Trouble loves
Trouble loves
Trouble loves that trouble
Got a funky West Virginia
Truck stop cowboy hat
You cannot buy true love
But you can shoot its ass
Pawn shop package deal
A shotgun and a ring
Pink ice, hock the rice,
and let the angels sing
You're in trouble boy
You better run
Here comes your woman
With a shotgun
Shotgun!
You're in trouble boy
You better run
Here comes your woman
With a shotgun
Shotgun
Shotgun
Shotgun
Shotgun
Your baby's got one
Trouble loves
Trouble loves
Trouble loves that trouble
Awww, I didn't mean nothing by that
Must be that six-pack family planning