My new purple shoes, bin' amazin' the people next door

And my rock 'n roll 45's, bin' enragin' the folks on the lower floor



I got a way with girls on my block

Try my best be a real individual

And when we go down to Smokies and rock

They line up like it's some kinda ritual



Oh give me a good guitar, and you can say that my hair's a disgrace

Or, just give me an open car, I'll make the speed of light outta this place



I like the good things in life

But most of the best things ain't free

And this same situation, just cuts like a knife

When you're young, and you're poor, and you're crazy



But oh, give me a good guitar, and you can say that my hair's a disgrace

Or, just give me an open car, I'll make the speed of light outta this place