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A run down saloon I'm the only one left Those batwing doors could never Hold you back White leather boots Razor-like spurs I'm counting your steps Until you breathe down my neck Bad to the bone I won't make it home alive Alive You're like a snakebite But you're sweet like applejack Wish I could run But it's too late for that Driving me mad 'Cause you're bad medicine Wish I could run But I'm a sucker for your sin Ripped denim shorts Wrapped you in tight Sit down next to me Letras de cancionesI know the damage is done, right? Your looks are lethal Thick hair - frayed rope A mouth made of buckskin And a serpentine tongue You're like a snakebite But you're sweet like applejack Wish I could run But it's too late for that Driving me mad 'Cause you're bad medicine Wish I could run But I'm a sucker for your sin I want you to rattle my cage Run your venom through my veins And then everything will start to fade There is no escaping you No escape From you I wish I could run away Well, it's too late for that From Letras Mania