Nothing hits me hard
as that old rock song
that guitar I long to hear
vibrating inside me, right here,
in the middle of the afternoon.
You know that it would be untrue
But I am not a liar
The time to hesitate is through
and my heart's on fire
when it goes boom-boom
boom-boom boom-boom.
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