| Guitar Song |
| I crave and desire her day and night, For without shame she stands in full light, My fingers must touch every part of her being, Caressing,feeling, exploring her meaning. She moans, then the quiver I delight to see, As she rolls and she rolls in high pitched ecstasy, We melt each other and blend in to one, The climax is over , the music now done. Soooooooooo Your not my first now , only my second, for all my life,she has beckoned, She's perfect and smooth, without a mar. So baby oh baby, don't ya touch my guitar Now go ahead and fool with my life, Cause me sorry and stab me with strife, Press on the gas, go wreck my car, But baby oh baby, don't ya touch my guitar. Bruise me up good , and slap my head Scratch and kick me out of my bed, Put me in jail, behind cold bars, But baby, oh baby don't ya touch my guitar. The fire's in your eyes-the angers begun, Gee am I glad,I don't own a gun, Here take a knife- how bout a crowbar, Oh baby sweet baby -put down my guitar Crash |
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