He was big, he was blond
There was fear in his eyes - aha
And I said to myself
Save this man, he is nice - aha
So I kissed 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

*(повтор)

He was caught and in jail
There were tears in his eyes - aha
And I kised them away
Though he said: "It's unwise" - aha
But he's waiting
And I'm waiting
Till he's coming home forever
Where he never
Will be on the run

* (повтор 3 раза с угасанием)


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