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Young girl feeling pretty old
Young girl in the band
Rolling into another town
Living the best they can

Across the street, a music store
She gotta find a brand new axe
And there he was, that blue guitar
He was staring her right back, staring her right back

She held him close and he felt just fine
He warmed her up, she know he was just right
Together they cut right through the night

She made herself a local scene
And man that axe could sing and scream
Crying for a big breakthrough
Only small time local news

Just about to pack it in
Mr. Money Biz rolled in
Paid the way and broke the band
A living one night stand, living one night stand

She held him close and he felt just fine
He warmed her up, she know he was just right
Together they cut right through the night

Like touching fire
Like holding desire
Like touching fire
Like holding desire

Take this platinum, take this gold
Burn too hot, it turns you cold
Nothin' left to hold on to
But that guitar was always true, that man was always true

She held him close and he felt just fine
He warmed her up, she know he was just right
Together they cut right through the night

Like touching fire
Like holding desire
Like touching fire
Like holding desire
Young girl feeling pretty old   Young girl in the band   Rolling into another town   Living the best they can      Across the street, a music store   She gotta find a brand new axe   And there he was, that blue guitar   He was staring her right back, staring her right back      She held him close and he felt just fine   He warmed her up, she know he was just right   Together they cut right through the night      She made herself a local scene   And man that axe could sing and scream   Crying for a big breakthrough   Only small time local news      Just about to pack it in   Mr. Money Biz rolled in   Paid the way and broke the band   A living one night stand, living one night stand      She held him close and he felt just fine   He warmed her up, she know he was just right   Together they cut right through the night      Like touching fire   Like holding desire   Like touching fire   Like holding desire      Take this platinum, take this gold   Burn too hot, it turns you cold   Nothin' left to hold on to   But that guitar was always true, that man was always true      She held him close and he felt just fine   He warmed her up, she know he was just right   Together they cut right through the night      Like touching fire   Like holding desire   Like touching fire   Like holding desire