Whatever happened to the young, young lovers?

One got shot and the other got lost in

Drugs and punks and blood on the streetBlood, blood on her knees

Bloody history (yeah)

Whatever happened to the hayloft?

Burnt to the ground, and what about Pop?

He took his ass back to the crack shack

With his long johns on, singing that old song

My baby′s got a gun, my baby's got a gun

My baby′s got a gun, I better run

My baby's got a gun, it goes

Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom

An eye for an eye, a leg for a leg

A shot in the heart doesn't make it unbreak

She really didn′t wanna make it messy

She really, really didn′t, but the girl gone cray

My baby's got a gun, my baby′s got a gun

My baby's got a gun, I better run

My baby′s got a gun, it goes

Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom

She crucify (she crucify)

She crucify (she crucify)

Hey Pop, you die, you die

My baby's got a gun, my baby′s got a gun

My baby's got a gun, I better run

My baby's got a gun, it goes

Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom

My baby′s got a gun my baby′s got a gun

My baby's got a gun, my baby′s got a gun

My baby's got a gun, I better run

My baby′s got a gun, it goes

Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom

My baby's got a gun, my baby′s got a gun

My baby's got a gun, I better run

My baby's got a gun, it goes

Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, ga-ga-ga-ga

She′s not a bad kid

She′s not a bad kid

But she had to do it

She had to do it

They're not a bad kid

But they had to do it

They couldn′t not

They had to face off

She's not a bad kid

But they had to do it

She had to crack

She had to kill Pop