I'm

fee-

lin'

like

a

bul-

let

jum-

pin'

out

a

gun

I'm

fee-

lin'

like

a

win-

ner,

I

feel

like

the

one

You're

do-

ing

some-

thin'

to

me

You're

do-

ing

some-

thin'

strange

Well,

jump

back,

talk

to

me,

wo-

man

You

make

me

wan-

na

make

a

ba-

by,

ba-

by,

uh

Su-

per-

na-

tural

wo-

man,

su-

per-

na-

tural

freak

Don't

know

what

you're

do-

in',

got

me

feel-

in'

weak

Oh,

I

wan-

na

call

you

fe-

ver,

ba-

by

You

can

set

a

fire

on

me

Hot

damn,

pop

it

like

a

pis-

tol,

ma-

ma

You

got

me

down

on

my

knees,

beg-

ging

please

I'm

co-

min',

ba-

by

I'm

gun-

nin'

for

you,

yeah

Locked,

loa-

ded,

shoot

my

shot

to-

night

I'm

co-

min',

ba-

by

I'm

gun-

nin'

for

you

Pull

my

trig-

ger,

let

me

blow

your

mind

You

red

lea-

ther

roc-

ket,

you

litt-

le

fo-

xy

queen

E-

very-

bo-

dy's

wat-

ching,

pret-

ty

litt-

le

thing

Ba-

by,

tell

me,

what's

your

fan-

ta-

sy?

Come

clo-

ser,

let's

talk

a-

bout

it

You

want

white

lines

in

a

li-

mou-

sine

Whipped

cream,

and

e-

ve-

rything

in

bet-

ween,

yeah

I'm

co-

min',

ba-

by

I'm

gun-

nin'

for

you,

yeah

Locked,

loa-

ded,

shoot

my

shot

to-

night

I'm

co-

min',

ba-

by

I'm

gun-

nin'

for

you

Pull

my

trig-

ger,

let

me

blow

your

mind

I'm

co-

min',

ba-

by

I'm

co-

min',

ba-

by

I'm

gun-

nin'

for

you,

yeah

Locked,

loa-

ded,

shoot

my

shot

to-

night

I'm

co-

min',

ba-

by

I'm

gun-

nin'

for

you

Pull

my

trig-

ger,

let

me

blow

your

mind