Just last year, I thought I had all the revolvers I would ever need. I had beautiful wheelguns in the vault that hadn't been dancing in years. I had given my heart away to the 357 Maximum; and I believe in loyalty.

Then that little slut, the 32, entered my life waving her cute little XXX. I was like a noodle. My determination and faithfulness vanished in a cloud of smoke (VV N340). I was lost. I couldn't think about anything but her.
Thus began my journey into the abyss.

… When I hold you in my arms (ooh, oh, yeah)
And I feel my finger on your trigger (ooh, oh, yeah)
I know nobody can do me no harm (ooh, oh, yeah)
Beatles 1968, John Lennon. "Happiness Is A Warm Gun" singing about heroin addiction.

...She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light
She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light
I got a 32-20, got to make the caps alright
Robert Johnson 1936, "32-20 Blues" singing about being done wrong by his woman
Eric Clapton 1994

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