He was big, he was blond There was fear in his eyes And I said to myself Save this man, he is nice
So I kissed him and I missed him After he had gone next morning But he had to, he was on the run
I don`t like a man with a gun Why do I love a man with a gun I don`t like a man with a gun Oh-oh-oh, a man with a gun
I don`t like a man with a gun Why do I love a man with a gun I don`t like a man with a gun Oh-oh-oh, a man with a gun
He was caught and in a jail There were tears in his eyes And I kissed them away Though he said:"It`s unwise"
But he`s waiting and I`m waiting Till he`s coming home forever Where he never will be on the run
I don`t like a man with a gun Why do I love a man with a gun I don`t like a man with a gun Oh-oh-oh, a man with a gun
I don`t like a man with a gun Why do I love a man with a gun I don`t like a man with a gun Oh-oh-oh, a man with a gunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.