The first time I held your hand I knew I was a lucky man Felt like God forgave me Of all my wrongs I keep tellin' myself That I'm heaven bound Sometimes
You don't have to keep me on no chain I come a-runnin' when I hear you call my name I must not be too hard to train Took you no time at all Oh, you don
We fell in love and you threw it away You're lookin' for that perfect thing to say You're no good with words, well, that's okay That's why I write songs
I'm just an old guitar in the pawn shop down on the corner And I'm waitin' for somebody to come by and play me now and then My strings are kinda rusty
Hey Kitten, whatcha doin'? Wanna play the guitar? You say, what's that sound Coming out of the hole in the wood? You say, what's that sound Coming out
Rich man's got his picture On the cover of a magazine Leads a pampered life with a trophy wife And his long black limousines He's got all the money in
Takin' a dip on the Sunset Strip in the mornin' Ain't nothing like the smell of tofu and high dollar wine Except maybe all of them cars lockin' down the
You say, "Hello", like a long lost friend And play me like an old violin In a day or two, you're gone again And I wonder why I keep playin' I sit and
[Originally by Dead Milkmen] Hey Kitten, whatcha doin'? Wanna play the guitar? You say, what's that sound Coming out of the hole in the wood? You
I'm just a guitar in the pawn shop on the corner And I'm waiting for someone to play me now and then My strings are kinda rusty and I'm a little dusty
Превод: Dead Milkmen. Песен на китара.
Превод: Хук, Ghoti. Песен на китара.
: He plays The sweetest melody When I hear it Takes over me And I feel Every strum Of the strings It reminds me Of all the things We used to be Can't
: [Verse 1:] He plays the sweetest melody When I hear, it takes over me And I feel every strum of the strings It reminds me of all the things we used