Lyrics

Hey! Yeah, she walks warily down the street A brim pulled way down low Ain't no sound but the sound of her feet Machine guns ready to go Are you ready? Are you ready for this? Are you hanging on the edge of your seat? Out of the doorway the bullets rip To the sound of the beat Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust And another one gone, and another one gone Another one bites the dust Hey, I'm gonna get you too Another one bites the dust Ah! How do you think I'm going to get along without you when you're gone? I take you for everything that you got And kick you out on your own Well, are you happy? Are you satisfied? How long can you stand the heat? Out of the doorway the bullets rip To the sound of the beat, ah Another one bites the dust Ooh, yes sir Another one bites the dust And another one gone, and another one gone Another one bites the dust Hey, I'm gonna get you too Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust, hey, hey, hey! Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust, hey, hey-hey-hey-hey! Ooh, short There are plenty of ways that you can hurt a man, and bring him to the ground You can beat him, you can cheat him You can treat him bad, and leave him when he's down But I'm I ready? Yes, I'm ready for you I'm standing on my own two feet Out of the doorway the bullets rip Repeating to the sound of the beat, huh! Another one bites the dust Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Another one bites the dust And another one gone, and another one gone Yes, another one bites the dust Hey, I'm gonna get you, too Another one bites the dust Oh, yeah! Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust, hey-hey-hey! Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Hey, hey! It is slow down, will you? No, you keep up I've got a shorter than Don't worry your mouth makes up for them
Writer(s): John Deacon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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