He was big, he was blond There was fear in his eyes And I said to myself Save this man, he is nice So I kissed him and I missed him After he had gone next morning But he had to, he was on the run I don`t like a man with a gun Why do I love a man with a gun I don`t like a man with a gun Oh-oh-oh, a man with a gun I don`t like a man with a gun Why do I love a man with a gun I don`t like a man with a gun Oh-oh-oh, a man with a gun He was caught and in a jail There were tears in his eyes And I kissed them away Though he said:"It`s unwise" But he`s waiting and I`m waiting Till he`s coming home forever Where he never will be on the run I don`t like a man with a gun Why do I love a man with a gun I don`t like a man with a gun Oh-oh-oh, a man with a gun I don`t like a man with a gun Why do I love a man with a gun I don`t like a man with a gun Oh-oh-oh, a man with a gun