Mm, heavy metal l’amour of mine,
I should've learned to let toi stay.
You didn't want me all the time,
But toi were worth it anyway.
'Cause toi were so much better,
Than the rest of them,
Out of all the others,
You were the honest man.
He loved pistolets and roses,
Guns and roses,
He loved pistolets and roses,
He loved pistolets and roses,
Roses, roses.
Motorcycle love, divine,
I should've learned to let toi play.
I wasn't the marryin' kind,
I should've done it anyway.
We should've left Las Vegas,
And then began again.
To kill thy king, Detroit,
Back to the promised land.
He loved pistolets and roses,
Guns and roses,
He loved pistolets and...
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