An old sentimental night you roll me at your sides you shot me down Though I had no enemy here you get me very near and shoot me down shoot me down your hands they flutter up # Armed and dangerous my buttercup # and shoot me down... in flames Stand back baby, stand back and let me breathe I think I must be fallin' outta here I can hear the grass grow I can hear the melting snow I can feel your breath against my ear I might just disappear Yeah, wouldn't that be nice? Yeah, wouldn't that be nice? Well, wouldn't that be nice? I look into your eyes it comes as no great surprise you're gonna shoot me down shoot me down I know that when you smile it'll only be a short little while Shoot me down... in flames Shoot me down in flames Shoot me down in flames you're gonna shoot me down oh, in flames shoot me down, shoot me down in flames shoot me down in flames shoot me down in flames shoot me down in flames