Guitar Star

Well I went to a jam – with the best in the land
Had to show what they could say
There were trombones, sidephones – every kind of saxaphone
Itching every chance to play
In a corner stood a guy – looking kinda shy
Carrying a guitar case
But then somebody said “It’s your turn son”
And that’s when he hit the place
He went ……………………
Everyone stood up - cos they had to see
Who the heck was making noise
Everyone agreed - he’s a guitar star
Cos we should know the men from boys
“You gotta play – you gotta play son –
“Son – you gotta play all night”
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Now that’s what I call finger lickin’ pickin’ chicken –yeah
Back home – country style
(“Got a job – anytime you want it boy”)
Well somebody said – “He’s way out ahead
“Cos nobody plays that fast”
The record man there – nearly blew his hair
He never heard a sound like that
“Jimmy won’t you sign – sign on the line
“Tell me what you want from me”
He said to be a star – “I wanna be a star” oh oh yeah!
Oh……Jump! – Jump! – Jump Jimmy jump
Well he just stood there, walking up and down
Like my mate John Skelly.
Oh it’s finger licking working so hard
Ooh! – Lay it on! – Play it! – Someone’s got to ….here
Do, do it!.. do it again
Come on , Rattle Em!’
Yeah, lay it on down!
Hey you gotta give this boy a chance - man
Come on down here and sign him up
Oh! There he goes again
This has got to be a hit record I’m sure
Oh scramble them fingers Johnny!