Mm, heavy metal Amore of mine,
I should've learned to let te stay.
You didn't want me all the time,
But te were worth it anyway.
'Cause te were so much better,
Than the rest of them,
Out of all the others,
You were the honest man.
He loved pistole and roses,
Guns and roses,
He loved pistole and roses,
He loved pistole and roses,
Roses, roses.
Motorcycle love, divine,
I should've learned to let te 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 pistole and roses,
Guns and roses,
He loved pistole and...
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