One Shot [Bowie/Gabrels/H. Sales/T. Sales]

(Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo
Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo
Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo
Ooo, ooo, ooo

Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)

The last days were the meanest
Leanest days of our lives
You threw me the pieces
I started the fire

One thing led to a dead-end
One shot put her away, hey, hey

Look out on a dream world
Windows and wives
(Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)
No bedroom to run to
No miracle jive, no conversation

Then nothing meant nothing
Ten dollars tore us apart
One thing led to a dead-end
One shot put her away

One day nothing meant nothing
Ten dollars tore us apart
One thing led to a dead-end
And one shot put her away

(Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)

The last days were the meanest
Leanest days of our lives
One thing led to a dead-end
One shot put her away

Look out on a dream world
Windows and wives
(Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)
No bedroom to run to
(Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)
No woman alive, no conversation

What love is the dearest
No money can buy?
(Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)
She burnt like a spitfire
One shot put her away, hey, hey

One shot put her away, hey, hey

One shot put her away 

Ah, uh, uh
Ah, uh, uh, uh

(Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)

Ah, uh, uh
Ah, uh, uh, uh

(Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)

Ah, uh, uh
Ah, uh, uh

(Ooo, ooo, ooo)

Ah, uh, uh
Ah, uh, uh, uh

(Ooo, ooo, ooo)

Ah, uh, uh
Ah, uh, uh, uh

(Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)

Ah, uh, uh

One shot put her away