She shot me down

(Alan Evans)

If God loves a trier

Please note: This text is protected by copyright and may not be copied or used for other purposes - even in parts or in revised form - without the expressed permission by Premium Lyrics. The hidden parts (XXXXX) are visible after purchasing a license.

Select your license

License group 1: non-commercial use

License group 2: commercial use with limited right of reproduction

License group 3: commercial use with unlimited right of reproduction

Here you find more information about our Licensing models.

Add to cart Wishlist

A beauty like no other entered my old drinking place couldn't take my eyes from her hypnotised by her beautiful face she walked with the grace of a model held herself in a grand style I stopped and stared like a schoolboy as the room lit up with her smile every eye was upon her as she strutted her stuff with a dance thought I'd chance my luck show my stuff everythings worth a chance I stumbled like a drunk as I got near felt my face burning bright red she glided along like an angel XXXXX X XXXXX XXXX XXX XXXXXX XXXX XXX XXX XX XXXX XXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXX XX XX XXXXXXXXXX XX XXXXX XX XXXXXX XXXX X XXXXX XX XXX XXX XXXX XX XXXX XX XXXXXX XXXX XX XXX XXXXX X XXXXX X XXXX XX XX XXX XXX XX XXX XXXX XXX XX XXXXXX XXXX XXXX X XXXX XX X XXX XXXXXXX X XXXXXX XXXXXX XX XXXX