Whitford / St. Holmes
Sharpshooter
Written by - D. St Holmes & Whitford
From - Whitford / St. Holmes
All day readin' all your magazines
Thinkin' that you got it made 
You're dressed to kill, you're goin' out tonight 
Bringin' on your limousines 
Yeah, alright, the girl that made you now 
Every trick in the book 
Lookin' sharp, you're feelin' heat 
Like some cat on a hot tin roof 

Sharpshooter
Thinkin' that you got it made
Sharpshooter
Leave her at the light for dead

Quick as a shot
You think you're hot
You're steely as you start the night
You're goin' downtown
Lookin' mighty clean
When you wish to take a shot
It's alright your girl that made you now
Every trick in the book
Feelin' heat look so sharp
Like some cat on a hot tin roof

Well, alright, it's okay tonight 
Yes, make you number one 
It's alright it's okay 
But we think you dropped the gun 
So right so dead
Yeah...

Sharpshooter
Thinkin' that you got it made
Sharpshooter
Thinkin' that you'll win the race

All day readin' all your magazines 
Thinkin' that you got it made
You're dressed to kill you're going out tonight
Bringin' on your limousines
You're alright your girl that made you now
Every trick in the book
Feel so sharp lookin' heat
Like some cat on a hot tin roof

Well, alright, it's okay tonight
You think you're number one
It's alright, it's okay
But we think you dropped the gun
It's alright, it's okay

Sharpshooter
Take another moment to please
Sharpshooter
Lookin' for another to tease
Sharpshooter
Thinkin' that you got it made
Sharpshooter
Thinkin' that you'll win the race
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Baby, ooh
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