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She always loved the sound of your strum
You made her think, maybe, I wasn't so dumb
She tends to faint at the sound of a drum
'cause she's folk so play and maybe she'll come

Acoustic Gutiar, how lovely you are
With your inlays of mother of pearl
Be a good guitar and you could go far
Just bring me back my girl

She always said that you were the one
That could make her move her cute little bum
You understand where she's coming from
Which I obviously don't, or she wouldn't be gone

Acoustic guitar, if you think I play hard
Well you could of belonged to Steve Earle
Or Charo OR GWAR, I could sell you tomorrow

So bring me back my girl
You'd better bring me back my girl