Down With Webster - Staring At The Sun Lyrics
OhhhShe's got you on the run nowLose the smoke and gun boyLook at what you've doneStop staring at the sunShe's got you on the run nowLose the smoke and gun boyLook at what you've doneStop staring at the sun The sun, stop staring at the sunThe sun, the sun, stop staring at the, Staring at the sunOhhh, you better keep your head down lowWhoaYou got me staring at youI wanna do what you doI wanna go where you goI wanna fly where you flewI wanna know what you knowI wanna know your nameYou're the fortune You're the fameYou're the fire You're the flameI'm a fish in the barrel You got the shotgunBeen so cool, I want the hot sunTo beat down on me, the heat so longI hear a 'woo woo' but, uh, can't runThe reason I want that fancy carThe only reason that I'm at the barThe reason I hear a song that I hateAnd all of a sudden I'm dancing hard She's got you on the run nowLose the smoke and gun boyLook at what you've doneStop staring at the sunShe's got you on the run nowLose the smoke and gun boyLook at what you've doneStop staring at the sun The sun, stop staring at the sunThe sun, the sun, stop staring at the, Staring at the sunOhhh, you better keep your head down lowWhoaYou're everything that I want You're everything that I needI like the way that you shine I want you shining with meBut every time I get closeYou keep on burning my wingsBut it doesn't mean a thingYou're my pleasureYou're my painAnd I keep looking even though it burnsMy whole world revolves around herShe goes off like a revolver She got me wrapped around her trigger fingerShot to the heart and it's her to blameThose shots at the bar, you forgot the nameIf you get in the fire, you get the flamesI keep on sayin' one thing You want the house on the hills You ain't got time for the billsYou got the girl of your dreamsYou think she's finally real so noShe's too hot, could you see her in your future?She's got a man and your a damn common futureYour dumb mind ain't seeing like you used toLife is what you choose, but I guess it's what you're used toOh oh, you better keep your head down lowShe's got you on the run nowLose the smoke and gun boyLook at what you've doneStop staring at the sunShe's got you on the run nowLose the smoke and gun boyLook at what you've doneStop staring at the sun The sun, stop staring at the sunThe sun, the sun, stop staring at the, Staring at the sunOhhh, you better keep your head down lowWhoa
