Lyrics:

Feel the pressure rise
Hear the whistle blow
Found a ticket of her own accord
To I dont know
Packed her heart in a travelling bag
And never said bye bye
Somethings missing in the neighborhood
All the cryin eyes
I stirred my coffee with the same spoon
To her favorite tune

Gone shootin
My babys gone shootin

Wrap yourself around
Like a second skin
Picked her favorite nag
But she could never win
I took an offer in another town
She took another pill
She was runnin in overdrive
A victim of overkill
She never made it past the bedroom door
What was she aiming for?

Gone shootin
Shes gone, gone gone gone

Gone shootin
My babys gone shootin
Lil child
Gone Shootin
I thought that she wouldnt even know
Gone Shootin
hey look out, look out, look out, look out!
Gone shootin
Shes shootin heroin!

Gone shootin
Shes shootin loaded
Shes gone, shes gone, shes gone, shes gone
Gone shootin

Im gonna have to get a gun
Look out, look out
She could have anyone
She sure is loaded

I used to love her so [like a rubber soul]