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”   ………………………………………      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!