Ken Hensley

Here comes trouble
In the shape of the lady
She started cool but now
Shes coming round daily
Shes got some big ideas
About being my baby
Its her game with the name of love
Now shes sure pretty
That I have to confess
But no five-star fox
Is getting me in a mess
Lets buy a ring, she says
Go out and get blessed
Its her game and she calls it love
Rock n roll rules my soul
Pushing everything
And everyone to one side
But when it all grows old
The chills still cold
When I sing with my sweet guitar
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