Liz Longley - The Gun & The Gold

He said get on your knees and do what you're told
He had his hands on the gun, his eyes on the gold
And I was the gold, I was the prize
But I wasn't going to fold at an easy price

I was paralyzed on the hardwood floor
I couldn't find my voice, I couldn't find the door
So I prayed to God he burn in hell
Oh and what he did, I'll never tell

Ah ah ahhh, ah ah ahhh
Ah ah ahhh

When midnight came he was fast asleep
I tiptoed slowly and the floorboard creaked
But I had his gun, it was everything I needed
Oh the joy I felt as he begged and pleaded

Ah ah ahhh, ah ah ahhh
Ah ah ahhh

I said get on your knees and do what you're told
I had my hands on the gun, my eyes on the gold
I took my time, I aimed real good
And I shot him where a smart girl would

Ah ah ahhh, ah ah ahhh
Ah ah ahhh, ah ah ahhh
Ah ah ahhh, ah ah ahhh