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to me to us bae
My heart was stolen by a rockstar lady
You can play me like a guitar baby

the bars
As the music maestros play guitars 
Then lie with me and watch the stars

Wild and free, we dance the bars
As the music maestros play guitars 
Then

Wanted to be an artist i
Was of course inspired
By Debbie Harry and Chrissie
Hynde and Aretha Franklin
But my real muse was David
Bowie he embodied male

confused
Cash on my mind that i gotta go get
Indigo child i dont play by the rules
I came from the bottom i cannot go back
Pressing that gas i might blow out

let me play
I try to stay positive but man this is hell
I feel like I have to play before I forget
I miss my guitar and girl that's all I could say

We Play What We Want Featuring d'Nessa The Insane Vocal Society, No D'finition  Brother Polite, Dontae Winslow & Lucky Peterson
Written by: Bobby Ray

confused
You inspire this little baby is my muse
Didn’t care about the boy, man’s making tunes
Stay by me, even if it’s win or lose
Even if it’s win or lose

got caught. 
Down in the alley, waiting for my time to play.

On the banks of the whiskey river rolling by... 
In the shadows of the giant rhinestone

Emma Jean's Guitar [Snippet]

Chely Wright

Shut Up and Drive

1997

play
She passed along these hopes and dreams cradled in my arms
And I am just a guardian of Emma Jean's guitar

Repeat Chorus 1:

This 1950 Gibson

Johnny B. Goode

Peter Tosh

Mama Africa

1983

a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never learned to read and a-write so well
But he could play his guitar like ringing a bell, yell

And said, "Go, go

The Third Single (Dialogue)

Ray Davies

The Storyteller

1998

and

Grenville thought it was marvelous. "Don't you think so, Grenville?".
"Oh, every time they play 'You really got me' I get shivers up my spine".
"I think

much for tits but I make it up with brains
And each time I play I always feel this way
I feel like a star when I'm behind my guitar

And play away play

much for tits but I make it up with brains
And each time I play I always feel this way
I feel like a star when I'm behind my guitar

And play away play

grandma gave me before she died
I never really thought it would change my life
I just played that old guitar
To remember her by
While I was standing by her

a use
Please don't let me just go, go
I got that 19 tatted up, didn't wanna put you on my arm
When I think about you Pops I start to play with your guitar

They tried to play on this good heart
These niggas
They tried to play me like a guitar
'Til send 'em to that place
With the good lord
Now I'm ridin' in

writers use
Not necessarily 
Ours to choose

I tried to cure the block
Tried to cure it with the booze
Then along came Wrong to be my muse

Wrong put

I’m a self paid millionaire, turnt into a rock star
By the age of 12, turnt myself into a popstar
Rock by myself, Ian never need a guitar
Turn 13,

Primrose Hill

Loudon Wainwright III

Little Ship

1998

Living on the side 
Of Primrose Hill
Drinking cans of Tennants 
Just can't seem to get my fill
Got a beat up guitar 
And a dirty old sleeping

and I can scream whenever you do
I could write you love songs in my room
Sing for you with my guitar girl, play your tunes
I could learn your favorite,

Dance to the Medley: Music Is Alive/Dance in/Music Lover

Sly & the Family Stone

Dance to the Music

1968

Hey music lover
Hey music lover
Don't wanna be no social drag by playin guitar
Hey music lover
I just wanna sing to you
Cos playin' dead is hard

about everyone that I'll rip apart
I'ma just go out and try to play my part
Fuck it I'ma go shoot a video swingin' at the park
'Cause really I don't

'neath the cloak of shattered sound
The broken jangle of tarnished goods
Slapped out by Boy and his Guitar
All I wanted to do
Was play Guitar for you
When

mother wants to meet
So listen and, play my song up on repeat
Fuck with a leader, be my muse girl- my Mona Lisa
I’ll rock your boat, RIP to Aliyah