Our Music
You felt so good the other day
So sorry that it’s been so long
Upon your body I did play
That is where my hands belong
The sounds you made, they were so sweet
No other time, have I heard such sound
When it was over, I felt so complete
I promise now to keep you around
Ill want to play with you again this night
But, only if you let me have my way
Oh, Fender Strat, you’re sheer delight
You are the guitar that I choose to play
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