Son Of A New York Gun Lyrics by Gino Vanelli

Son Of A New York Gun Lyrics

    Jack my friend, he's a busy man
    Trying to hustle an easy buck instead of a good man's dollar
    Oh jack my buddy he's so goddamn full of money
    Workin' for a funny company for his father

    He got a black satin shirt best you could buy
    And a big fat straw hat to match his white tie
    And a shiny thirty-eight that'll look you straight in your eye

    Jack miraculous he was a' sure spectaculous
    The son of a new york gun
    Look out jack ...

    He got a black satin shirt best you could buy
    And a big fat straw hat to match his white tie
    And a big twenty-two that'll make you do what he want

    Jack miraculous he was a' sure spectaculous
    The son of a new york gun
    Look out jack ... jack miraculous
    The son of a new york gun
    Look out jack

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