| You walk in six-gun style | 
| Put another bullet in the chamber with your smile | 
| You move in and you don’t stop | 
| Till your pretty little finger pulls the trigger and the hammer drops | 
| Love for you is like a wildwest movie | 
| You always end up on the run | 
| You draw quick and your aim is deadly | 
| And then you ride off in the sun | 
| Someday I hope you find a faster gun | 
| Cold steel, gunpowder kiss | 
| Living for the taste of new blood on your lips | 
| Your high noon is a midnight moon | 
| Putting every Jesse James to shame with your kill shot move | 
| Love for you is like a wildwest movie | 
| You always end up on the run | 
| You draw quick and your aim is deadly | 
| And then you ride off in the sun | 
| Someday I hope you find a faster gun | 
| Love for you is like a wildwest movie | 
| You always end up on the run | 
| You draw quick and your aim is deadly | 
| And then you ride off in the sun | 
| Someday I hope you find a faster gun | 
| Love for you is like a wildwest movie | 
| You always end up on the run | 
| You draw quick and your aim is deadly | 
| And then you ride off in the sun | 
| Someday I hope you find a faster gun | 
| Love for you is like a wildwest movie | 
| You always end up on the run | 
| You draw quick and your aim is deadly | 
| And then you ride off in the sun | 
| Someday I hope you find a faster gun | 
| Somebody come along and shoot you like you shot me down | 
| Somebody come along and shoot you down | 
| Somebody come along and shoot you like you shot me down | 
| Somebody come along and shoot you down | 
| Love for you is like a wildwest movie | 
| You always end up on the run | 
| You draw quick and your aim is deadly | 
| And then you ride off in the sun | 
| Somebody gonna come along and shoot you down | 
| Someday I hope you find a faster gun | 
| Somebody gonna come along and shoot you down |