Hooters - Beat-up Guitar Lyrics
You lived on Vine StreetI lived at homeThe music was all that we had of our ownNo satisfaction, no dance in my carBut I had the keys to the world in my beat up guitarWith my beat up guitarYou and I will ride awayFrom the town that rocked the nationPhiladelphia, PAKensington Station, we sat on the tracksI wrote you a songThe one you knew it was flatYou laughed when they told meYou won't get too farIf you spend the rest of your life with that beat up guitarWith my beat up guitarYou and I will ride awayFrom the town that rocked the nationPhiladelphia, PAAnd I may leave this place tomorrowBut my soul is here to stayIn the town that rocked the nationPhiladelphia, PAYou can't get to Heaven on the Frankford LYou can't get to Heaven on the Frankford LYou can't get to Heaven on the Frankford LYou can't get to Heaven on the Frankford LOh you can't get to Heaven on the Frankford LCause the Frankford L goes straight to FranklinIt's just another stop til I find my destinationWith my beat up guitarYou and I will ride awayFrom the town that rocked the nationPhiladelphia, PAAnd with that beat up guitarWe're coming home again somedayTo the town that rocked the nationPhiladelphia, PAAnd I may leave this place tomorrowBut my soul is here to stayIn the town that rocked the nationPhiladelphia, PAIn the town that rocked the nationPhiladelphia, PAPhiladelphia, PA
