Songer singergirl   be musician   Solo gettin', yeah   You'd be Bob Dylan   But it's so hard to figure out what to do   I've got this acoustic thing   and what's it's use   when girls with guitars don't make rock stars      Back you up my friend   we'd really give you edge   Bass, drums, keyboard   Amp, mixer, cord   I want a bari sax and cool shit for my grab   Make groove city rock completely off it's ass   I know I'm unknown   and no saxophone   and girls with guitars don't make rock stars      And, oh, why   Tell me why it's gotta be    The world can't handle only me    Martini in my hand, strumming on it's face   Rat-infested pad, jazz all over the place   And girls with guitars don't make successful jazz musicians   Girls with guitars don't make rock stars       Someone called it once poetic focus crap   Well, I'll bump drag city like completely off it's ass   Well girls with guitars don't make rock stars    Girls with guitars don't make rock stars