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Powerage - 1978

© 1978, J. Albert & Son, Pty.

Gimme A Bullet
Young/Young/Scott

She had the word
Had the way
The way of letting me know
She knew the game
Called the play
Oh she hit me low
Said now you go your way
I'll go mine
And that's a start
Doctor doctor ain't no cure
For the pain in my heart

Gimme a bullet to bite on
Something to chew
Gimme a bullet to bite on
And I'll make believe
I'll make believe it's you

Don't need no drink
Don't need no drug
Don't need no sympathy
Sooner or later
Send me a bill
For what she's doing to me
Operator, long distance lips
On the telephone
Come tomorrow
Come to grips
With being all alone

Gimme a bullet to bite on
Something to chew
Gimme a bullet to bite on
And I'll make believe
I'll make believe it's you

Bullet to bite on
Gimme a bullet to bite on
Hey come on now
Yeah yeah gimme a bullet
Oh yeah bullet to chew
I'll make the lady chew
I'll make the lady chew
Gimme a bullet to bite on
You're a bullet baby
I want a bullet to bite on