Guitar love: dairybeat (andr� h. hofman/avril hofman-anderson - 2004)

A man and his guitar, walked into my life.
I didn't want his troubles, I didn't want his strife.
I'm a liberated woman, don't need no low down man.
To tell me what I shouldn't do, to tell me what I can.

He sang his rock and roll ballads, tried to make me sweet.
And when I told him no, he just turned up the heat.
I'm an independent woman, I could be like any man.
Changing lovers by the dozen, yes I surely can.

But his guitar sang gently, shivers down my spine.
I couldn't resist his playin', so I really made him mine.
The passion in his music, the passion in my soul.
We'd get it on to-gether, make some good old rock and roll.

It's guitar love, yes his guitar sang gently.
Shivers down my spine, the passion in his music.
The passion in his: guitar love, guitar love.