Letras:Howe Gelb. Aaaa [2].

Does the white one think you?re black
And the black one thinks you?re white
The country man thinks your wrong
And the rockers say you?re just not right

Do you alternate there somewhere between
With the best old sound anyone has seen ?
And that?s your country, that is your zone
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Did the red one think you?re true blue
And the blue one thinks you?re well red
Well what were you to do ?
Compromise your hue instead ?

Do you fluctuate somewhere between
Coming up with the best sound anyone has seen ?
That?s my country, that?s my zone
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You feel mostly misunderstood
But you know it?s way too good
To just nix it
Around here when something?s not broke
`you don?t fix it

ever since she left you
have you been spending your time
drinking up your last dime
well if you?re looking for a sign
and yet you still don?t berate her
we?re always hiring here at
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Does the yellow one think you?re green
And the green one says you?re yellow
The kind one thinks you?re mean
And the mean one thinks you?re mellow

Do you alternate somewhere in between
With the best old sound anyone has seen ?
Well that?s my country, that is my zone
Arizona Amp And Alternator
we?ll get right to it ?sooner or later

we?ll put a clamp on your old fret
we?ll recharge the battery in your tremulator
we?ll tune up your rusty machine head
we?ll get right to it
sooner or later