CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Shiro’s Proposition
When I became aware of your existence
It stirred a great unrest in me
You worked through your despair with pure persistence
I observed clandestinely
I've seen you pound the pavement 'till your feet begin to bleed
I've seen you try and try but not succeed
Shiro Jin knows what you need
Mrs. Golden you have been chosen to become a bounty hunter
What?
Mrs. Golden you have a duty to become a bounty hunter
You'll use your intuition and your talent, bold and brash
Rewarded every mission with an endless stream of cash
Of gleaming, beaming, sweet, delicious cash
Won't it be nice to no longer be sitting in the dark?
Sure, but I don't know one thing about bounty hunting
Bounty hunting is one part animal instinct
One part primal rage
One part valiant courage
And the wisdom that comes with age
With me, Mrs. Golden
One part animal instinct
One part primal rage
One part valiant courage
And the wisdom that comes with age
Sweet, delicious, age
Eight AM, corner of Thirteenth Avenue and Forty-first Street. Your life is about to begin
Mrs. Golden you have been chosen to become a bounty hunter
Accept your [dues?] only you can choose
What do you think, Charlie?
Don't ask him. Ask yourself
What the f*ck?
It stirred a great unrest in me
You worked through your despair with pure persistence
I observed clandestinely
I've seen you pound the pavement 'till your feet begin to bleed
I've seen you try and try but not succeed
Shiro Jin knows what you need
Mrs. Golden you have been chosen to become a bounty hunter
What?
Mrs. Golden you have a duty to become a bounty hunter
You'll use your intuition and your talent, bold and brash
Rewarded every mission with an endless stream of cash
Of gleaming, beaming, sweet, delicious cash
Won't it be nice to no longer be sitting in the dark?
Sure, but I don't know one thing about bounty hunting
Bounty hunting is one part animal instinct
One part primal rage
One part valiant courage
And the wisdom that comes with age
With me, Mrs. Golden
One part animal instinct
One part primal rage
One part valiant courage
And the wisdom that comes with age
Sweet, delicious, age
Eight AM, corner of Thirteenth Avenue and Forty-first Street. Your life is about to begin
Mrs. Golden you have been chosen to become a bounty hunter
Accept your [dues?] only you can choose
What do you think, Charlie?
Don't ask him. Ask yourself
What the f*ck?
