tim wheatley – the messenger lyrics
she was hotter than the georgia asphalt
now her hearts gone cold for me
i used to take the short cut home
now i play til the last man leaves
please don’t shoot the messenger
don’t you know i come in peace
in an orgy of exaggeration
i always seem to give as good as i get
form and credence to my agitation
like a bindi in my foot again
please don’t shoot the messenger
don’t you know i come in peace
please don’t shoot the messenger
but you blew him to smithereens
the woman what done it is too far gone
she and i p-ss like ship in the night from now on
i took a little trip to bring me back somehow
i sent you a postcard, signed san francisco by now
please don’t shoot the messenger
don’t you know i come in peace
please don’t shoot the messenger
but you blew him to smithereens
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