Louisa And Her Blue Guitar lyrics

A naked thigh has much to talk about
If it`s just approached right.
Just like girls who talk too much
In crowded barrooms like last night.
Just like our Lisa, ain`t that right?
Conversations overheard,
Sacred silver dollars become petty change.
Suddenly red lipstick finds itself
On the wrong side of her age.
Just like our Lisa, ain`t that strange?

And washed nylons bleed dirty tears
From a stranger`s window pane.
The red light cannot change the mood
Of the blue guitar that`s played. Blue guitar.

The sound of painted nails are playing.
Hi-ho silver, add another glass.
Good intentions can beat up sick attention
And Louisa finishes last.
`Oh goody, ain`t life a blast.`
Hollow glance.
May I have this dance?
The face`s been worn and thin
`Cause she`s been wishing on too many stars again.
Washed nylons bleed dirty tears
From a stranger`s window pane.
The red light cannot change the mood
Of the blue guitar that`s played.
Blue guitar.
Blue guitar.
Get in the car
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