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Oh, have you heard the wordOur friend is gonna be a starShe's gonna get the chauffeur, yeahAnd she's gonna get the carAnd she's gonna get the love ofThe people at the barAnd she's gonna give birth to a baby guitarNow rumor says our good friendHas done some carrying onAnd rumor says in publicShe makes love to all her songsIn front of the frustration Of the people at the barShe's got the nerve to mess aroundWith her guitarIt was sad to see the breakdownOf the princess falling starOne day when she was doing all The people at the barShe did a little don't, yeahAnd they pulled her head apartAnd neatly tucked away insideHer eyelid was the heartAnd they all looked at one anotherLetras de cancionesAnd said, "We knew it- there you areA nameless, illegitimate baby guitar"A loving, loyal friendTook the offspring as his ownAnd according to its birthrightHe built it a throneAnd now just like his mamaHe does the people at the barAnd they look at one another and say,"He's gonna be a star"Remembering well the mother ofThe baby guitar. From Letras Mania