Loander My Guitar

I loander my guitar
We trimmed her nails so she could finger the neck
She played like a star
She didn't even know her sharps and her flats

I taught her how to play, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar

The word caught on out west
They flew her out to see the guy in L.A.
And when I saw her next
Her face was in the record store display

I taught her how to play, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar

Put me up on stage
Give me the audience That's where he belongs
She's got nothing on me
Except my Gibson SG

She's on the tube tonight
And every window hosts a flickering blue light
And she will thrill the throngs
I should've let her keep her fingernails long

I taught her how to play, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Said I loander my guitar
Didn't give it to her
Loander my guitar