There's a crazy sense of duty As he licks between his fingers Wipes the ketchup from his face and hands. There's a strong determination That his teachers never witnessed, Never close enough to understand.
Through the avenues of fashion To the palaces of dreams All the way, all the way down Guitar Street
Down Guitar Street, down Guitar Street There he goes down Guitar Street
He's like a bull just bred for fighting He don't deliver nothing Outside the only thing that he knows
Mama, papa don't know what to say They know he's gonna leave 'em anyway Take a look 'cos there he goes
Down Guitar Street, down Guitar Street Down Guitar Street Take a good look, there he goes Down Guitar Street
Down Guitar, yeah, yeah, yeah Down Guitar, down Guitar Street Take a good look 'cos there he goes Down Guitar Street Down Guitar Street, down Guitar Street Take a good look 'cos there he goes
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Down Guitar Street, down Guitar Street Yeah, yeah, down Guitar Street
There he goes, down Guitar Street, Guitar Street Yeah, yeah, yeah Take a good look 'cos there he goes Down Guitar Street, all the way
[ version from "King of the Beach" ]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.