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You got your hair down, I got this top back
Kissin' on my neck, girl, you gotta stop that
Do you want that fast lane?
Or do you want that back seat?
Girl, you gotta pick one
You can't expect me

To keep my hands to myself

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She ain't into wine and dinin'
She's shootin' whiskey, singin' Sweet Child of Mine, man
Riding '95, sittin' shotgun pretty
Turnin' this town into paradise city
Runnin' wild, eyes open
Just as fast as this thing goes, boy
Give me some more
She's my little rock star, man, she knows it
My baby's Guns 'n' Roses

She's got a wild side, bet trouble's in her blood
Thinks I'm an outlaw, that's double trouble, son
She likes to rock hard, she likes to kiss soft
Hot as a barrel on a 12-gauge sawed off

Ain't hard to please, long as you got speed

She ain't into wine and dinin'
She's shootin' whiskey, singin' Sweet Child of Mine, man
Riding '95, sittin' shotgun pretty
Turnin' this town into paradise city
Runnin' wild, eyes open
Just as fast as this thing goes, boy
Give me some more
She's my little rock star, man, she knows it
My baby's Guns 'n' Roses, yeah
My baby's Guns 'n' Roses, yeah

Yeah, she's dancin' with the devil
In the cold November rain
But when she's Knocking On Heaven's Door, son
You can bet God'll call her name

She ain't into wine and dinin'
She's shootin' whiskey, singin' Sweet Child of Mine, man
Riding '95, sittin' shotgun pretty
Turnin' this town into paradise city
Runnin' wild, eyes open
Just as fast as this thing goes, boy
Give me some more
She's my little rock star, man, she knows it
My baby's Guns 'n' Roses

My baby's Guns 'n' Roses
My baby's Guns 'n' Roses
My baby's Guns 'n' Roses
Uh-hum

Writer(s): Brantley Keith Gilbert, Brian Davis, David Tolliver

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