She is the
queen of guns, she is full of guts
She plays with any gun and it's a simple fun
Her push makes the game go great guns
She wants more and more bun the buns
She wants more and more bun the buns
She's anonymous, autonomous lady killer
She always dons low
cut denim jeans
that show
her splendid round moons.
their charm evokes love monsoons.
Oh! oh! oh! the man in you swoons
Their liquid
motion evoke goddamn passion
Her knee
high boots augment her booty
O My God! she is untamable beauty
She is the home made gun she's the shank
Oh! Thunder chunks -Oh! bun the buns
She is the lady
killer her name is revolver
she's a resolver,
romantic thriller gives a chiller,
she is so
chic , she is so quick.
she has the
drive she wants to
drive
she plays with daggers but loves the guns
she is
ultimate in wielding the revolver
she likes
cocking the hammer , squeezing the trigger
she never
misses the aim she is meant for the game
she looks
chic she is quick she loves the pique
She is the
queen of guns, she is full of guts
She hates shotguns who twiddle their thumbs
She hates shotguns who twiddle their thumbs
she has
stunning looks, and bouncing globes
She is lady
killer, she gives you chiller
She has the
sacred hunger
She is an
acrid hunter.
she plays
the game of love
with the
passion of a gambler
She is
insatiable lover
ever ready
for a new encounter
she has
ceaseless vigilance
she's hostile with virulence
Her passion
has a tinge of
pungence and belligerence
Missiles in
her smiles, cannons her eyes,
she does the staking before love making
She is the
queen of guns she is a queen of hearts.
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