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Fender Stratocaster Lyrics - Artist : Jonathan Richman
Born in the fifties, looking so bold
Fender Stratocaster Everything your parents hated about rock and roll Fender Fender Fender Wangin' and a-twangin', sounding so tough Fender Stratocaster And the kids in my corner, they can't get enough Fender Fender Fender Like the wind in your hair when the top is down Like taillights headed for another town Fender Stratocaster Well, there's something about that sound Like gasoline in the sand Fender Stratocaster Like a motorcycle at a hot dog stand Fender Fender Fender Like the Dunkin' Donuts in Mattapan Fender Stratocaster Like the Thrifty Drugs in Santa An' Fender Fender Fender Well, the sound is thin and the sound is cheap Like a tin can falling on a dead end street Fender Stratocaster Well, there's something about that sound Well, how can it sound so tough? Fender Stratocaster And it's made to be treated rough Fender Fender Fender It's got the ancient Egyptian script Fender Stratocaster It's got the wang bar from the crypt Fender Fender Fender Oh, you should have known it right off the bat One look and you know it would sound like that Fender Stratocaster Oh, there's something about that sound Like gasoline in the sand Fender Stratocaster Like a motorcycle at a hot dog stand Fender Fender Fender Like the Dunkin' Donuts in Mattapan Fender Stratocaster Like the Thrifty Drugs in Santa An' Fender Fender Fender Oh, and the sound's so thin that it's barely there Like a bitchy girl who just don't care Fender Stratocaster Oh, there's something about that sound Like Woo-Woo Ginsberg at the juke box joint You hear the sound and you get the point Fender Stratocaster Something about that sound! Oh, oh-oh, all right! I said, oh, my God, one more time Oh, wah-oh, oh oh! |
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