18.6.05 ;

Bang Bang
Nancy Sinatra

I was five & he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black & I wore white
He would always win the fight

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down

Seasons came & changed the time
I grew up I called him mine
He would always laugh & say
Remember when we used to play

Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down

Music played & people sang
Just for me the church bells rang

Now he's gone I dont know why
Until this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down

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So eerie & wistful.
So...bittersweet.

I like.

"Bang Bang."