I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang, bang, he shot me down
Bang, bang, I hit the ground
Bang, bang, that awful sound
Bang, bang, my baby shot me down
Bang, Wee, Zap, Pow
Bang, Wee, Zip, Pow
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang, bang, he shot me down
Bang, bang, I hit the ground
Bang, bang, that awful sound
Bang, bang, my baby shot me down
Bang, Wee, Zap, Pow
Bang, Wee, Zip, Pow
Bang, bang, he shot me down
Bang, bang, I hit the ground
Bang, bang, that awful sound
Bang, bang, my baby shot me down