Who draws the crowd, who plays so loud? Baby, it's the guitar man Who's gonna steal the show, you know? Baby, it's the guitar man He can make you love
to end I'm sitting watching wind blow Watching time go Watching cars go by I'm waiting for these memories to begin If I threw my guitar Out the window
Who draws the crowd? Who plays so loud? Baby it's the guitar man Who's gonna steal the show You know baby it's the guitar man He can make you love he
, I'm sitting, watching, wind blow,Watching time go, Watching cars go by, I'm, Waiting for these, Memories to, Begin, If I, Threw my guitar, Out the
Vertaling: Koek. Die Guitar Man.
Vertaling: Koek. Kitaar.
End, I'm sitting, watching, wind blow,Watching time go, Watching cars go by, I'm, Waiting for these, Memories to, Begin, If I, Threw my guitar, Out
[Lenny Kravitz also accompanies with guitar] [Intro: Pharrell Williams] (Diddy in background) Hey yo, ladies and gentlemen You could never imagine, what
thick bitch, with her legs out Cash Money president, but we in the red house Who the fuck want it? Make my fucking day I blow your candles out, now nigga cut the cake
He opened up my guitar, hello prison yard Goodbye easy money, easy money The Chiquita must have told 'em my story 'Cause when my eyes finally focused next morning Carmelita had spoken 'bout guitars
window Oh, I feel uninspired Lookin' out of my project window Oh, it makes me feel, so tired Yo, if this piano's the cake then my words are the candles
padded Felipe I don't lose no sleep, 'cause I don't fuck with y'all haters My car, the SLR, the engine through them like it's a guitar I'll leave y'all
Another night of too much cough syrup I'm awakened by the incessant ringing of a telephone I still have dreams caked in the corners of my eyes And my
' my guitar and I'm feelin' fine Why are all the "niggers" in the unemployment line? White Trash get down on your knees Time for cake and sodomy White
Yeah My girl get in at 1:15 AM The guitar's cryin' right now Just a couple things goin' on in my life, you know Brim leanin', cup tilted, blunt flickin
My mind's an ashtray full of ashes Lick the tears from my eyelashes Oh, whatever will I see that's good He plays a really mean guitar She smokes a really
VERSE#2) Her negligees are burberry her lingerie game very straight her oral sex is very wet, my sex so great she gainin weight I cook a cake she cook
