Oh baby I’m gone, been gone I need a fix, I gotta put you in pawn Oh sweetie I know it’s wrong So I’m writing just one last song The pawnshop’s taken all my childhood dreams I’m pawning my soul and my wedding ring You don’t know how this is killing me Even more than when I lost Mary Lee But I swear, I swear that I will get you back We’ll get some gigs, hit the road and they can all kiss our ass I guess we won’t end up being big rock n roll stars At least not until we get back our guitars, our guitars I swear it will only be a couple weeks Till your back in my arms feeling oh so sweet I love you, I know you love me Even more than that girl Julie No more needles and no more spoons No more shows drunk and out of tune I swear those days are way long gone As soon as I get you out of pawn I swear, I swear that I will get you back We’ll get some gigs, hit the road and they can all kiss our ass I guess we won’t end up being big rock n roll stars At least not until we get back our guitars, our guitars, our guitars our guitars, our guitars our guitars, our guitars our guitars, your guitar
[Verse] G A C G D
[Chorus] C G C G C G D A C
