Thomas Dolby - Love Is A Loaded Pistol Lyrics
Warm like a sip of sour mashStrange fruit for a sweet hunk of trashPanic at the stage door of Carnegie HallFamous jazz singer gone AWOLStill left the building body and soulOn a creaky piano stool tonightAs the moon is my only witnessShe was beathing in my ear, 'This time it's love'But love is a loded pistolAnd by daybreak she's goneOver the frozen river homeMe and Johnnie WalkerSee in the new age aloneStormy weather across the moon tonightBillie, time is a wily tricksterStill an echo in my heart says 'This time it's love'