Your mama thinks I'm filthy.
(Alright)
Your daddy calls me scum.
(Alright)
Wrap your fingers all around me,
I'm your g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-gun.
Well, I'm dressed in black,
I'm a heart attack
and my draw is lightning-quick.
Well, if you're looking for a man
with the magic hands,
I can really do the trick.
And if you see me on the street
and you're burnin' from the heat,
there's a fire down below.
You'll be the target on the bed,
I'll be shootin' hot lead.
Let me take control.
You're a scared little girl
in this big, bad town,
(You need someone)
so easy to sink, so easy to drown.
(who will be strong).
Pull my trigger, I get bigger,
then I'm lots of fun.
I'm your gun.
I'm your gun, gun, gun.
Bite my bullet,
push and pull it,
tell me I'm the one.
I'm your gun.
I'm your gun, gun, gun.
Hold on steady,
always ready, yeah.
Well, I'm as hard as they come,
I'm a hit-and-run,
I'm a pistol-packin' boy.
Better walk real slow,
I'm on the edge, you know,
and I'm easily annoyed.
If someone's giving you trouble
I'll be there on the double,
just call me on the line.
I've got a muscle I can flex
and I'll fog your little specs
till you think you're going blind.
I know these streets like the scars on my back
(You need someone)
and I stay as loaded as this gun I pack.
(who can be strong).
Pull my trigger, I get bigger,
then I'm lots of fun.
I'm your gun.
I'm your gun, gun, gun.
Bite my bullet,
push and pull it,
tell me I'm the one.
I'm your gun.
I'm your gun, gun, gun.
Squeeze it tighter,
aim and fire, yeah.
Hold on steady,
always ready, yeah.
Hold on steady, always ready.
Yeah (yeah).
Yeah (yeah).
Yeah (yeah).
Pull my trigger, I get bigger,
then I'm lots of fun.
I'm your gun.
I'm your gun, gun, gun.
Rub my barrel
straight and narrow.
Dress up like a nun-nun-nun-nun-nun.
I'm your gun,
gun, gun, gun.
Load my clip and lick your lips,
this is gettin' fun!
I'm your gun.
I'm your gun, gun, gun.
Hold on steady
(hold on)
always ready, yeah.