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Shoot Straight, Sister The Burly Man yelled loudly Shoot Straight, can’t you? Pointing my new gun proudly Shooting Practice My brand-new Smith & Wesson I’m having my Very first shooting lesson Shooting’s easy I hit the target’s bullseye Brilliant shooting Like Annie Oakley was I Shoot great, Baby! Where’d ya learn to shoot like that? I’m scouting for A new Wild West Circus Act! Shoot straight, Mister Only if I’m Top Billing An Airstream, too And for that I’d be willing
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Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 1:13 PM UTC
Shoot Straight
Shoot Straight, Sister The Burly Man yelled loudly Shoot Straight, can’t you? Pointing my new gun proudly Shooting Practice My brand-new Smith & Wesson I’m having my Very first shooting lesson Shooting’s easy I hit the target’s bullseye Brilliant shooting Like Annie Oakley was I Shoot great, Baby! Where’d ya learn to shoot like that? I’m scouting for A new Wild West Circus Act! Shoot straight, Mister Only if I’m Top Billing An Airstream, too And for that I’d be willing
Silly, really; inspired by a commercial I heard on the radio, selling guns-I think the gun store was called SHOOT STRAIGHT
terry-jordan
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Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 1:13 PM UTC
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