| He has a powerful weapon
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| He charges a million a shot,
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| An assassin that’s second to none,
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| The man with the golden gun.
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| Lurking in some darkened doorway,
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| Or crouched on a roof top somewhere,
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| In the next room, or this very one
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| The man with the golden gun.
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| Love is required whenever he’s hired,
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| It comes just before the kill.
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| No-one can catch him, no hit man can match him
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| For his million dollar skill.
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| One golden shot means another poor victim,
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| Has come to a glittering end,
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| For a price, he’ll erase anyone
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| The man with the golden gun.
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| His eye may be on you or me.
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| Who will he bang?
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| We shall see. |
| Oh yeah!
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| Love is required whenever he’s hired,
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| It comes just before the kill.
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| No-one can catch him, no hit man can match him
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| For his million dollar skill.
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| One golden shot means another poor victim,
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| Has come to a glittering end,
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| If you want to get rid of someone,
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| The man with the golden gun
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| Will get it done
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| He’ll shoot anyone
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| With his golden gun. |