My new purple shoes bin’ amazin’ the
people next door
And my rock ‘n roll 45’s bin’ enragin’ the
folks on the lower floor
I got a way with the girls on my block
Try my best be a real individual
And when we go down to Smokies and rock
They line up like it’s some kinda ritual
Oh give me a good guitar and you can say that my hair’s a
disgrace
Or just give an open car I’ll make the speed of light outta
this place
I like the good things in life
But most of the best things ain’t free
And this same situation just cuts like a knife
When you’re young and you’re poor and you’re crazy
But oh give me a good guitar and you can say that my hair’s
disgrace
Or just give me an open car and I’ll make the speed of light
outta this place