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[tarmyrin]

So ya' wanna' be a rock n' roll star
Well listen now to what I say
Just get an electric guitar
Take some time
And learn how to play
Just learn how to play

I was down at the New Amsterdam
Staring at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation
With a black-haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
And we all want something beautiful...
God I wish I was beautiful

American girls are weather and noise
Playing the changes for all of the boys
Holding a candle right up in my hands
Making me feel so incredible
If I made you cry
Then tell me why
I'll try again
If you'll let me try
American girls are feathers and cream
Coming to bed so edible

And I was feeling the blues
I was watching the news
When this fella came on TV
He said "I'm telling you
That science has proved
That heartaches are healed by the sea."
Now that got me going
Without even knowing
I packed right up and drove down
Now I'm on a roll
And I swear to my soul
Tonight I'm gonna' paint this town

So bring me two pina coladas
I want one for each hand
Let's set sail with Captain Morgan
And we'll never leave dry land
Troubles I forgot 'em
I buried 'em in the sand
So bring me two pina coladas
And say hello to this good-timing man

Yeah, Mr. Jones and me...
We don't see each other much
Anymore