Lyrics

VERSE: We ain't even held hands and I'm in misery
Cupid must've been crazy when he took aim at me
I ain't the courting kind she's bound to see
When I try to slow dance with these two left feet

CHORUS: That little naked flying so-and-so
With his s'posed-to-make-you-happy arrow
Instead of in the heart he shoulda hit me right between the eyes
Why'd I have to be the lucky one
Cupid shoulda used a gun

VERSE: Back with some drinks I stumble over my chair again
I say she looks great mention her hair again
The music's good and loud so she can't hear my knees
They're sure knocking why's Cupid stalking poor awkward folks like me

BRIDGE: Will she fall down laughing when I ask her for another date
Should I try a kiss tonight or should I wait
When I take her home what am I gonna talk about
I guess there must be a law against punching out

CHORUS

TAG: I walk her to my pick-up help her climb on in
Then I shut the door on my thumb
Cupid
Shoulda used a gun


Karl Williams / Robert C. Welsh / Doc Randolf

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