Lyrics

Little Pink Gun

Hammet

waitin there underneath the Christmas tree

for my darlin kindergarten Annie Oakley

ain’t no dolly with the fakey gold curls

time for separatin’ women from the girls

yeah, Haley’s got a little pink gun

she got her brother Bubba on the run bubba run

got a child-size trigger so easy to pull it

and the dadgum thing shoots a grownup bullet

Haley got a little pink gun

by the time she’s seven she’ll be shootin big game

makes a silly little video look real tame

she’s my baby vigilante she’s my itty bitty shooter

blonde hair blue eyes nothing much cuter than

Haley and her little pink gun

she got her brother Bubba on the run bubba run

got a child-sized trigger so easy to pull it

and the dadgum thing shoots a grownup bullet

Haley got a little pink gun

BANG! BANG! BANG! Bubba run Bubba run

it's a little pink gun

now she’s shootin at the kitty cat bang bang bang

Suburban’s in the cross hairs clang clang clang

ring around the rosie farmer in the dell

momma can I take it to show and tell?

yeah yeah Haley’s got a little pink gun

she got her brother Bubba on the run bubba run

got a pint-sized trigger so easy to pull it

and the dadgum thing shoots a gallon-sized bullet

Haley got a little pink gun