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Gibson
Beautiful how you're glistening
Beautiful my mahogany
I love the way you sound to me
I love the way you make me free
Smooth on top I start to groove
Smooth on top your maple wood
Sounds that always make me move
Sounds just like my childhood
Smells like amps and old gear
Smell the old speakers where I am near
Tastes like sex and cheap old beer
Tastes like celebrating on New Year
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Friday 11th October 2019 6:30 pm
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