Alba s touto skladbou:
Bullets In The Gun,
(I like your banjo in there)
Girl, you drank all my beer
And the whiskey's all gone
I'm sittin' here
Ready to get it on
You got me thinkin' you won't
You got me thinkin' you might
And it's 3 o'clock in the mornin'
And I can't beat around the bush all night
We've already kissed
(We've already kissed)
We've already danced
(We've already danced)
You're wonderin' if
You ought to put on your shoes
Or pull down your pants
(Come on, pull down your pants)
What would it hurt?
Pull off that shirt
Babe, we've already come this far
Get out of your clothes
Or get out of my car
Whichever you choose
I'm ready to go
I could take you to the house, baby
Or I can drive it on home
We can do it right here
Or do it somewhere else
But make up your mind
Do something quick
Or I'm gonna do it myself
We've already kissed
(We've already kissed)
And we've already danced
(We've already danced)
You're wonderin' if
You ought to put on your shoes
Or pull down your pants
(Come on, pull down your pants)
What would it hurt?
Take off that shirt
Babe, we've already come this far
Get out of your clothes
Or get out of my car
We're gonna drive around a little while then
Let's do it over here in the middle, babe
We've already kissed
(We've already kissed)
We've already danced
(We've already danced)
And you're wonderin' if
You oughta pull off my boots
Or pull down your pants
(Come on, pull down your pants)
Hey, what would it hurt?
Take off that shirt
Babe, we've already come this far
Get out of your clothes
Or get out of my car
(Get out of my car)
I got out of my clothes
She got out of my car
What's up, babe?
Bye, bye, boredom
