Frank Beard - Gun Love lyrics

She likes to shoot her gun Shootin' at the target of love She likes to load her chamber Hot and tight like a black leather glove She's a little freak, but she'll take you in You might be sittin' at the end of a firing pin Gun love, gun love, gun love She's a real gun lover Gun love, gun love, gun love She's a real gun lover tonight She's so particular, she likes a Smith and Wesson or Colt But she'll give you some lovin' as long as she's co*kin' the bolt Better hold on when she's up to her tricks Playin' Russian Roulette but she'll load all six Gun love, gun love, gun love She's a real gun lover Gun love, (gun love) gun love, (gun love) gun love She's a real gun lover tonight She likes the punch deep down in her pistolero Running with the wild bunch, makin' like a Robert Dinero She's kinda shy but make no mistake She'll shoot you full of love till your love bone aches Gun love, gun love, gun love She's a real gun lover Gun love, (gun love) gun love, gun love She's a real gun lover tonight She's a real gun lover She's a real gun lover tonight