[Ed sheeran]

Feelin' like a bullet

Jumping outta gun

I'm feelin' like a winner

I feel like the one

You're doin' somethin' to me

You're doin' somethin' strange

Well, jump back, talk to me woman

You make me wanna make a baby.

[Chris stapleton]

Supernatural woman

Supernatural freak

Don't know what you're doing

Got me feelin' weak

Oh I wanna call you "fever", baby

You can set a fire on me

Hot damn, pop it like a pistol, mama

You got me down on my knees, begging, please.

I'm comin', baby

I'm gunnin' for you, yeah

Locked, loaded, shoot my shot tonight

I'm comin', baby

I'm gunnin' for you, yeah...

Pull my trigger, let me blow your mind.

[Bruno mars]

You red-leather rocket

You little foxy queen

Everybody's watchin'

Pretty little thing.

Baby, tell me, what's your fantasy?

Come closer, let's talk about it

You want white lines in a limousine

Whipped cream and everything in-between, yeah...

I'm comin', baby

I'm gunnin' for you, yeah

Locked, loaded, shoot my shot tonight

I'm comin', baby

I'm gunnin' for you

Pull my trigger, let me blow your mind

I'm comin', baby.

[Ed sheeran]

I'm comin', baby

I'm gunnin' for you, yeah

Locked, loaded, shoot my shot tonight

I'm comin', baby

I'm gunnin' for you

Pull my trigger, let me blow your mind

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