Warm Baretta
Lyrics
Like a love sick puppy, I've been put down
Struck out with every hand I've been dealt
Well, life's a bitch and I'm caught in the middle
What good's a loaded gun if ya can't shoot your shot?
Why must I wait much longer?
Baby, it's like living under priesthood
But without the faith
I'm longing for an answer
So why won't you give me a chance?
At this little game we call love
But it's not so bad, at least I've got my health
Could be worse, hey, I could lose myself
We're all just trapped in this twisted mind game
I'm sick and tired of making deals with the devil
Why must I wait much longer?
Baby, it's like living under priesthood
But without the faith
I'm longing for an answer
So why won't you give me a chance?
At this little game we call love
Writer(s): Chano Martinez
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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