(You’re) as pretty as my guitar

You’re as pretty as my guitar 

At first you’re lying in a case 

Waiting for someone to pick you up

Some have, only to be put back 

Some of them changed your strings 

Tuned you to be different

But you’re as pretty as my guitar 

I took you off the shelf 

The price tag and scuffs didn’t matter 

I knew I wanted to take you home 

Your friends are the percussion of a song 

Your parents are the bass line of a song

And you, the vocalist

To make 1 perfect song

And it started by picking up my guitar

And you’re as pretty as my guitar 

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