Kiss My Guitar (Lyrics)

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I went down town just the other day
And I saw you there
You didn’t look my way

So I cracked my fingers
And I filled my sack
Then I headed onto the other track

As I headed out
You looked my way

I saw the look in your eyes
And I heard you say

“This town ain’t meant for you to come around here
We have class
This ain’t the New Frontier!”

So I slammed my truck
And watched you stop in your track

I had enough
Wanted to throw you a smack

So I reached down yonder
Grabbed my guitar
Then I played this song just like a country star

Who the hell do you think you are?
You can sucker kiss my guitar

You ain’t nothing but a joke to me
Your whole life is just a shopping spree

You can take your money and your fame
Roll it up into a ball of shame

What you wear don’t mean a thang to me
You’re messed up
So won’t you let me be?

With your eyes ablaze
And your face a mess

And your finger nails
And your Gucci dress

You snapped your fingers
And you tapped your toes

And you looked at me
And threw up your nose

You said this this town ain’t the place for me
And you asked your friends if they agree

They said they thought I was a country star
As I kept on playing on my guitar

Who the hell do you think you are?
You can sucker kiss my guitar

You ain’t nothing but a joke to me
Your whole life is just a shopping spree

You can take your money and your fame
Roll it up into a ball of shame

What you wear don’t mean a thang to me
You’re messed up, so won’t you let me be?

So I sang My Song and I sung it loud
And I looked around as I drew a crowd

They laughed and cheered as you cracked a smile
They could hear my song for a half a mile

You put that tail right between your legs
Then you scurried off as I heard you say

“Pardon me
I lost track of time

I must go
I’ll see you next time”

Who the hell do you think you are?
You can sucker kiss my guitar

You ain’t nothing but a joke to me
Your whole life is just a shopping spree

You can take your money and your fame
Roll it up into a ball of shame

What you wear don’t mean a thang to me
You’re messed up, so won’t you let me be?

YEEEEEHAW!

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