High heels and a black dress

Standing out by the mail box

Waiting on a pair of blue jeans, old boots and a burned out head light

Coming round the corner hot

Like a bull in a China shop

And she's standing there like a chandelier

In a ball room, all dolled up

I'm a 12 gauge and she's a wild flower

Gravel and gold but somehow we own it

That kiss hits feels so legit, I'm talking hundred percent

Yea all I really know is

When we're together its right

We fit together just like

Rain and dancing, sand and oceans, dust and diamonds, guns and roses

Guns and roses, guns and roses, guns and roses

I can clean up pretty good, but she's a drop dead magazine cover

And you can tell with a quick look

One of these things is not like the other

I'm a 12 gauge and she's a wild flower

Gravel and gold but somehow we own it

That kiss hits feels so legit, I'm talking 100 percent

Yea all I really know is

When we're together its right

We fit together just like

Rain and dancing, sand and oceans, dust and diamonds, guns and roses

She loves rock and roll

And I love a gypsy soul

I'm a 12 gauge and she's a wild flower

Gravel and gold but somehow we own it

That kiss hits feels so legit, I'm talking 100 percent

Yea all I really know is

When we're together its right

We fit together just like

Rain and dancing, sand and oceans, dust and diamonds, guns and roses

Guns and roses, guns and roses, guns and roses