Ken Hensley
The Name Of The Game
Here comes trouble
In the shape of the lady
She started cool but now
She's coming 'round daily
She's got some big ideas
About being my baby
It's her game with the name of love
Now she's sure pretty
That I have to confess
But no five-star fox
Is getting me in a mess
Let's buy a ring, she says
Go out and get blessed
It's 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 chill's still cold
When I sing with my sweet guitar
From Letras Mania