(Yow! One, Two)
Out on the town, looking for a woman
Gonna give me good love
Anybody want to hang out with me?
And maybe burn me up? [And give me plenty of]
She was standing alone over by the jukebox
Like she's something to sell
I said, "Baby what's the going price?"
She told me to go to hell
CHORUS:
Shot down in flames
Shot down in flames
Ain't it a shame
To be shot down in flames
Singles bar, got my eye on a honey
Hanging out everywhere
She might be straight
She minds on her money [she might [want my | got no | run for] money]
(?)
I really don't care, no
Said, "Baby, you're driving me crazy"
Layed it out on the line." [laid it right on the line]
When a guy with a chip on his shoulder said
"Toss off buddy she's mine"
Oh!
CHORUS
Hey you Angus, shoot me, shoot
That's nice, wow! Uh! Oh! Oh! Wooooh!
CHORUS
Oh
Shot
CHORUS
I don't want to be in pain
Don't want to be shot down in flames
Ohhh
Writer(s): Angus Mckinnon Young, Malcolm Mitchell Young, Ronald Belford Scott
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