How does it feel now? You've been undressed
By a man with a mind like a gutter press
So disappointed to find it's no big sin
Lying skin to skin Shot with his own gun
Now, dad is keeping mum
Shot with his own gun Now somebody has to pay
For the one who got away What's on his mind now is anyone's guess
Losing his touch with each caress
Spend ev'ry evening looking so appealing
He comes without warning, leaves without feeling Shot with his own gun
Now, dad is keeping mum
Shot with his own gun On your marks, man, ready, set
Let's get loaded and forget The little corporal got in the way
And he got hit by an emotional ricochet
It's a bit more now than dressing up dolly
Playing house seems so melancholy Shot with his own gun
Now, dad is keeping mum
Shot with his own gun Oh, it's too sad to be true
Your blue murder's killing you Shot with his own gun
Now, dad is keeping mum
Shot with his own gun
Now, dad is keeping mum