She don't cause a sceneShe don't cry in barsShe won't touch newsShe won't take it too farShe's salt of the earthAnd she kinda talksJust like your mamaAnd that's a cherry on topShe's grenadineShe's everythingI'll never be not even a littleShirley TempleSweet and simpleAnd you're drinking it upI'm a pistolAccidentally saying too muchCause it's killing me to keep watching youKeep wishing it was loveWhile you're sipping Shirley TemplesAnd wondering why you can't catch a buzzI'll shoot you straightI'll call you outBut you'll acquire a tasteAfter a round or twoOr tenWe could leave in a hurryBut don't you worryShe'll get over it surelyTempleSweet and simpleAnd you're drinking it upI'm a pistolAccidentally saying too muchCause it's killing me to keep watching youKeep wishing it was loveWhile you're sipping Shirley TemplesAnd wondering why you can't catch a buzzOh, you can't catch a buzzShe's everythingI'll never be not even a littleSurely temple sweet and simpleBut it's never enoughI'm a pistolAccidentally saying too muchCause it's killing me to keep watching youKeep wishing it was loveWhy you're sipping Shirley TemplesAnd wondering why you can't catch a busOh, you can't catch a bus*