Misc Your Songs - Luna rosa - love puts the gun in your hand

^E7Love puts the gun in your hand ^E7Hate pulls the trigger ^A7I found myself in the valley I was looking for yo^E7u ^A7How long you been here I've been feeling blue^E7

^E7The petals fall from your flower ^E7And the fruits you bare, begin to grow sour ^A7I found myself in the valley I was looking for yo^E7u ^A7How long you been here I've been feeling blue^E7

You're the^A6 bandit, I can't s^Dadd9tand it, I'll never win^{A6 Dadd9} Make ^A6me want to wake up, t^Dadd9ake the day and break it up ^A6Even on a Sunday ^Dadd9I sin, I'm^A6 dancing with the Devil on an^Dadd9 uneven level ^A6better contact my next of k^Dadd9in, Your j^A6okes are old, your s^Dadd9torys been told but y^A6eah you got the better hand ^Dadd9so i guess i better fold

^B7Come closer ^B7Come closer ^B7Come closer

^E7The thought of it is naughty, the feeling it is nice ^E7I want to know who controls the spice ^A7Is it you or me? I guess we'll just have to see^E7