I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
I wore black and she wore white
She would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Nancy Sinatra
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