The one where there’s a guitar…

Tune up that guitar, baby
I want to  hear you sing

Want to dance like tonight’s our last night
The world might end tomorrow

I want to swap spit, sweat and spirit
Want you hot to the touch

Turn up that guitar, baby
I want to hear you scream

I want to lock arms and eyes
Want to feel your breath on my neck

Let’s move like no one else is in the room
with abandon, without shame

Turn up that guitar, baby…

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