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She was selling t-shirts at the punk rock show
I spent half the night with some clever line
Waiting at the back of the key
I lost my nerve and let the next boy through

She was playing bass in another band
We were all shaking to the beat oh yeah
With the red guitar sitting low on her hip
It’s then I felt the beat of my heart
There’s just something about a girl with a base guitar

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Lisa
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She had the prettiest eyes
Painted black like her lips
I would have died for just one kiss
I had the chance just to hold hands
I knew I would never really did
I heard she only went with older kids

Lisa
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Lisa
La la la la la la Lisa

There is nobody else
How could they compare?
I don’t want any other girl oh yeah
Just Lisa
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Lisa
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Lisa
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Lisa
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