97 lyrics for "Love gun, (love gun), love gun"

Detomaso a ride away I read your letter, it said between the lines You're visitin' Mexico for an indefinite amount of time Your love for burritos has now begun to cool You need this drivin' fool to Detomaso the night away Roll Mr. Night, you know what
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I used to love her, oh yeah but I had to kill her I used to love her but I had to kill her And I can still hear her complain She bitched so much, she drove me nuts I had to put her six feet under I used to love her, yeah but I had to kill her I knew I'll
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Pull the trigger on a point blank kiss This close you better never miss Heart beatin' like a bullet into my chest Bitin' my lip and wreckin' my bed But Cinderella never sees the sun You'll be gone before mornin' comes Like to love, but you love to run
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The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak And I can show you how to hump without making love And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun Get down, I'll show you how If you got beef, then you better step up bitch I'll have a bottle and a
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Don't wait too long Share every precious moment with me You are the summer and I am the autumn My songs go on when yours has just begun Fall is a lovely time of the year When the leaves turn to golden brown But soon fall is ending and winter is near And
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Back off, back off bitch Down in the gutter dyin' in the ditch You better back off, back off bitch Face of an angel with the love of a witch Oh baby, pretty baby Oh honey, you let me down honey I ain't playin' childhood games no more I said it's time for
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Ain't nobody Loves me better Makes me happy Makes me feel this way Loves me better than you And now we're flyin' through the stars I hope this night will last forever Oh oh oh oh Captured effortlessly
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Can't you see we're out for blood Fight for the black shark See what evil brings Can't you see we're out for blood Love from a shotgun License to kill (Pre Chorus) The kids scream in fright through the night Loving every bit with delight
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One love, one love, one thug One nation, twenty-one gun salute I'm hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke 21 gun salute, dressed in
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