Lletres: Heart. Passionworks. Blue Guitar.
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Young girl feeling pretty wild Young girl in the band Rolling into another town Living the best they can Across the street, a music store She gotta find a brand new axe And there he was, that blue guitar He was staring her right back Staring her right back She held him close and he felt just fine He warmed her up - she know he was just right Together they cut right through the night She made herself a local scene And man that axe Could sing and scream Crying for that big breakthrough Only small time local news Just about to pack it in Mr. Money Biz rolled in Paid the way - broke the band A living one night stand A living one night stand She held him close and he felt just fine He warmed her up - she know he was just right Together they cut right through the night Like touching fire Like holding desire Like touching fire Like holding desire Take this platinum, take this gold Burn too hot, it turns you cold Nothin' left to hold on to But that guitar was always true That man was always true She held him close and he felt just fine He warmed her up - she know he was just right Together they cut right through the night Like touching fire Like holding desire Like touching fire Like holding desire
Young girl feeling pretty wild Young girl in the band Rolling into another town Living the best they can Across the street, a music store She gotta find a brand new axe And there he was, that blue guitar He was staring her right back Staring her right back She held him close and he felt just fine He warmed her up - she know he was just right Together they cut right through the night She made herself a local scene And man that axe Could sing and scream Crying for that big breakthrough Only small time local news Just about to pack it in Mr. Money Biz rolled in Paid the way - broke the band A living one night stand A living one night stand She held him close and he felt just fine He warmed her up - she know he was just right Together they cut right through the night Like touching fire Like holding desire Like touching fire Like holding desire Take this platinum, take this gold Burn too hot, it turns you cold Nothin' left to hold on to But that guitar was always true That man was always true She held him close and he felt just fine He warmed her up - she know he was just right Together they cut right through the night Like touching fire Like holding desire Like touching fire Like holding desire
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