Guns & Roses

High heels and a black dress
 Standing out by the mail box
 Waiting on a pair of blue jeans, old boots and a burned out head light
 Coming round the corner hot
 Like a bull in a China shop
 And she's shining there like a chandelier
 In a ball room, all dolled up
 I'm a 12 gauge and she's a wild flower
 Gravel and gold but somehow we own it
 That kiss hits feels so legit, I'm talking hundred percent
 Yea all I really know is
 When we're together its right
 We fit together just like
 Rain and dancing, sand and oceans, dust and diamonds, guns and roses
 Guns and roses, guns and roses, guns and roses
 I can clean up pretty good, but she's a drop dead magazine cover
 And you can tell with a quick look
 One of these things is not like the other
 I'm a 12 gauge and she's a wild flower
 Gravel and gold but somehow we own it
 That kiss hits feels so legit, I'm talking 100 percent
 Yea all I really know is
 When we're together its right
 We fit together just like
 Rain and dancing, sand and oceans, dust and diamonds, guns and roses
 She loves rock and roll
 And I love a gypsy soul
 I'm a 12 gauge and she's a wild flower
 Gravel and gold but somehow we own it
 That kiss hits feels so legit, I'm talking 100 percent
 Yea all I really know is
 When we're together its right
 We fit together just like
 Rain and dancing, sand and oceans, dust and diamonds, guns and roses
 Guns and roses, guns and roses, guns and roses