Smoking Gun - Robert Cray

I get a constant busy signal

When I call you on the phone

I get a strong uneasy feeling

You've not sitting there alone

I'm having nasty nasty visions

And baby you've in every one yeah

And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with

The so called smoking gun

Maybe you want to end it

You had your fill of my telephone

But you don't know how to tell me

And you know that I'm not that dumb

I put two and want together and

We know that's not an even sum

And I know just where to catch you with

That well known smoking gun

I'm standing here bewildered

I can't remembered just what I done

I can here the sirens whining

My eyes blinded by the sun

I know I should be running

My hearts beating just like a drum

Now they're knock me down and taken it

The still hot smoking gun

Yeah

The still hot smoking gun

And take it

The still hot smoking gun

And take it

The still hot smoking gun

Knock me down and taken it