Saints Of Los Angeles by Motley Crue

This Ain't A Love Song

by Motley Crue· from Saints Of Los Angeles

[Written By Sixx / Mars / Lee / Michael / Frederiksen] I met her down at Marylin's grave Lookin' like an S & M slave Drinkin' like a fool With a prison tattoo on her cheek Well I knew that we would never last Cause we were runnin' from our criminal past But none of that mattered I was high and she was flattered by me I had wine and 2-gram lines To get inside her head There was no need for roses I just laid her down in bed [Chorus:] This ain't a love song This is a fuck song Don't have to sing along This ain't a love song It's just a fuck song She didn't wanna look in my eyes As we barreled down Beverly Drive Lookin for a place to suck a little face and get high Suzy didn't call it love She was good just givin' it up All she really wanted was a little rock and roll tonight She said turn it up so fucking loud That I can't hear my mind She bit down on the bedpost And I watched Suzy grind [Chorus] [Solo] I had wine and 2-gram lines To get inside her head There was no need for roses I just laid her down in bed [Chorus]