Brantley Gilbert My Baby's Guns N' Roses Lyrics

You got your hair down
I got this top back
Kissing on my neck
Girl you gotta stop that

We in the front seat
You want that back seat
You gotta pick one you
Can't expect me
To keep my hands to myself

She aint into Wine and Dinin
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine
We ridin 95 she sitting shot gun pretty
Turning this town in paradise city
Going wild and solo
Just as fast as thing goes
Boy heaven she knows
She my rock star and she knows it
My baby's guns and roses

She's got that wild side
That troubles 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 a 12 gauge shotgun
Hold it as long as it's steady She aint into Wine and Dinin
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine
We ridin 95 she sitting shot gun pretty
Turning this town in paradise city
Going wild and solo
Just as fast as thing goes
Boy heaven she knows
She my rock star and she knows it
My baby's guns and roses

She's dancin with the devil
In the cold november rain
She's knockin on heavens door son
You better not call her name

She aint into Wine and Dinin
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine
We ridin 95 she sitting shot gun pretty
Turning this town in paradise city
Going wild and solo
Just as fast as thing goes
Boy heaven she knows
She my rock star and she knows it
My baby's guns and roses