Shoot 'Em Down

She looks so fine like champagne and wine, no one ever gets her She feels cool, plays us for fools if we wanna let her Across the room she sees some buffoon blown away by her style She goes out of her way so she can play and make him beg for a little while Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down to the ground Like caviar or fallen stars, he's a motivator Dressed to the T's, and down on his knees, he got me masturbatin' He'll make 'em bawl for the hell of it all, he likes to see 'em cry And then just for fun he'll say she's the one and then he'll make her die He's gonna Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down to the ground They don't care about feelings, they were only meant to be stepped on And while one is healing, they go and step on another one Oh Gonna pray on a Saturday, hope it wakes the devils They think we're fools, they make too many rules, it only gets us madder They think they're hot, I say they're not, they shoot us down for fun If they wanna play, let's make 'em all pay, shoot 'em down with a real gun Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down to the ground Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot 'em down to the ground (get out) Entertain me And shoot 'em down, ooh --- Shoot 'Em Down - Motörhead