he was my Bristol Pistol
lurking by the bay
like he wore on his mission
with only one ambition …
looking for his next victim
sex , drugs and rock n roll
the night wore his hunting ground
he lay in the ambush for the innocent lamb
she wore blinding by the black sheep
an didn't realize that he wore an creep
he wore my Bristol Pistol
that looked liked an angel
but wore an devil in disguise
who broke my heart !!!
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