Songer singergirl
be musician
Solo gettin', yeah
You'd be Bob Dylan
But it's so hard to figure out what to do
I've got this acoustic thing
and what's it's use
when girls with guitars don't make rock stars

Back you up my friend
we'd really give you edge
Bass, drums, keyboard
Amp, mixer, cord
I want a bari sax and cool shit for my grab
Make groove city rock completely off it's ass
I know I'm unknown
and no saxophone
and girls with guitars don't make rock stars

And, oh, why
Tell me why it's gotta be
The world can't handle only me
Martini in my hand, strumming on it's face
Rat-infested pad, jazz all over the place
And girls with guitars don't make successful jazz musicians
Girls with guitars don't make rock stars

Someone called it once poetic focus crap
Well, I'll bump drag city like completely off it's ass
Well girls with guitars don't make rock stars
Girls with guitars don't make rock stars