Lyrics

Well, maybe you're thinkin' I'm outasight 'Cause I know you saw me kickin' at the gig last night Maybe, baby, that's why they call Twang bar king Rip bash smash, burn up a fret I can keep it in tune and nearly beat it to death Yes, baby baby, that's why they call me Twang bar king Well I can bash smash beat rip tear out the guts Burn it up and make it scream Yeah, yeah, yeah Ooohhh, listen, baby I ain't braggin' but I'm the twang bar king Twang bar King
Writer(s): Martin Peacock, Oliver Holmes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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