Bret Michaels Lyrics Quiz
I'll be your diamond rings You'll be my dirty secret You'll be my sexy thing
I call you on the telephone I'm only hoping that you're home So I can hear you
You make my blood boil hot And my heart beat like a drum
Foot on the pedal, just-a letting it go Letting it rock, letting it roll
Why do I hate it when I'm wrong Why do I love you in my bed
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