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Feel the pressure rise Hear the whistle blow Found a ticket of her own accord [on her roller car] [to | yeah | that] I dont know Packed her heart in a travelling bag [fought so hard in a travelin band] And never said bye bye Somethings missing in the neighbourhood All the cryin eyes I stirred my coffee with the same spoon [a stupor caught me with the sin spoon] Do a favourite tune [to her favourite jewel] Gone shootin My babys gone shootin Wrap yourself around Like a second skin Packed her favourite bag [packed|picked her favourite nag] But she could never win I took [your | a | her] number in another town She took another pill She was runnin in overdrive Up until my overkill [a victim of overkill] She never made it past the bedroom door What was she aiming for? [why Id thought shed even pour] Gone shootin Shes gone, gone gone gone Gone shootin My babys gone shootin Lil child Gone shootin I thought that she wouldnt even know Gone shootin Hey look out, look out, look out, look out! Gone shootin Shes shootin heroin! Gone shootin Shes shootin loaded Shes gone, shes gone, shes gone, shes gone Gone shootin Im gonna have to get a gun Look out, look out She could have anyone She sure is loaded I used to love her so [like a rubber soul]