Let me tell you about a girl I know
With the long hair and eyes that kill
Let me tell you about a boy I know
He can't speak to the girl I know
But Either way they're gonna have fun
And now they're sleeping with their guns
It's gonna be a blast
She smoke another cigarette
Her one and only regret
He can't stand the sic and dirty smell
But he follows her down to hell
But Either way they're gonna have fun
And now they're Living on the run
But either way they're gonna have fun
And now they're sleeping with their guns
It's gonna be a blast
But Either way they're gonna have fun
And now they're sleeping with their guns
But either way they're gonna have fun
And now they're Living on the run
It's gonna be a blast