Ac/dc - Gone Shootin' lyrics

Feel the pressure rise Hear the whistle blow Found a ticket of her own accord [on her roller car] [to | yeah | that] i don't 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 j**el] Gone shootin' My baby's 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 overk** [a victim of overk**] She never made it past the bedroom door What was she aiming for? [why i'd thought she'd even pour] Gone shootin' She's gone, gone gone gone Gone shootin' My baby's gone shootin' Lil' child Gone shootin' I thought that she wouldn't even know Gone shootin Hey look out, look out, look out, look out! Gone shootin She's shootin h**n! Gone shootin She's shootin loaded She's gone, she's gone, she's gone, she's gone Gone shootin I'm 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]