In downtown Modesto, I was workin' a holiday
I was sittin' by the gate that would last us throughout the weekend
I was singin' a new song I'd wrote on the way to town
When she came in the front door and found a place to sit down
Yeah, I knew right away that she liked the words to my song
Of course, she stared at my git-git-tar, fallin' fingers too long
And she had the likeness of a girl I'd seen in my dreams
But lights can be wonders with makeup and faded blue jeans
And the last time I saw her, she was a pretty girl

The last thing I needed was somebody to mislead my mind
So I found a hundred reasons for lookin' away one more time
She could cause me to sing bad and fall out in love with guitar
And blow all the chances out
And bein' a big singin' star
Then on the other end, on the other end, what?
With one passing glance, I could tell that she was young for an inch
Yeah, she's got to lookin' better
She got down closer to the stage
And as she sipped on the wine
I knew just her character was a little bit different



Than she should be
And somehow I knew she was here to do bad things to me
And the last thing I needed was somebody to mislead my mind
So I found a hundred reasons for lookin' away one more time
And the last thing I needed was somebody to mislead my mind
She could cause me to sing bad and fall out in love with guitar
And blow all the chances out
And bein' a big singin' star
That's great.
I was right
I was wrong
She could cause me to sing bad and fall out in love with guitar
And blow all the chances out
And bein' a big singin' star
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