Weâve been dancing around this feeling
Tip tiptoeing around that word
Itâs so easy to say but God dammit
Nobody wanna say it first
Nobody wanna say it first
How high is the moon tonight
It ainât too high to shoot
You can take it or leave it or hit the ground running
Right here on the end of my boot
Love is loaded and so is my gun, filled right to the hilt
So take a chance now mama, horizontal or standing, gonna shake you âtil I make you tilt
Shake you âtil I make you tilt
Donât you think itâs time
I know whatâs on your mind
Way down south we can get a little liquor
Way down south where the air gets thicker
Come on baby now
Hereâs the kicker
Bite that bullet, pull it Pull the trigger
Cock the hammer and hammer the lock
Youâre looking pretty cute
In your little white frock with your
All night boots ridinâ up your thighs
What you got in your clip
Can only fantasise
Spin that chamber and fire
Anâ hope to fuck I get out alive
Donât you think itâs time
You know whatâs on my mind
Canât hold on now, the moonâs gettinâ bigger
Down that rye, suck on that jigger
Eye to eye, together I figure
Gonna bite that bullet, come on pull it, pull it
Pull the trigger
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- The Perfect Crime
- No Plans
- All For You (Single)
- The Last Wave of Summer
- Twentieth Century
- Circus Animals
- East
- Breakfast At Sweethearts
- Cold Chisel
- Miscellaneous
- Chisel
- Non-Album Releases
- The Best Of Cold Chisel - All For You
- Teenage Love
- The Complete Cold Chisel
- The Perfect Crime (Deluxe)
- Ringside
- Besides
- Covered
- Last Stand (Live)