Cool Guitar Boy

Intro:
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He looks so cool
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In his jeans that are real tight 
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bleached ripped split and
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He’s sort of cute in his coat: 
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plastic mac with gold glitter on
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He’s really gear in his shirt, 
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colored purple-pink splash design
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He looks just great in his 
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boots: pointy ankle-highs


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I love him lots and I wish he’d 
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see me: the Cool Guitar Boy
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He looks so brilliant when he 
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plays his twelve-string and smiles
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Oh, pure joy!

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And I wish he’d see me
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And I want him to love me
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‘Cause I know there’s heaven, heaven
 in his arms



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He looks so neat with his hair 
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which is tousled up long mess and
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He acts all coy, smiles and 
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hides. Could he like me? I have to 
guess
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He looks so cool in his shades, 
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hides his eyes might be looking my 
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way
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Never speaks, which I like, 
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doesn’t have much to say


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I love him lots and I wish he’d 
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see me: the Cool Guitar Boy
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He looks so brilliant when he 
                         Em
plays his twelve-string and smiles
          G    A
Oh, pure joy!


      D         G
And I wish he’d see me
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And I want him to love me
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Cause I know there’s heaven, heaven 
in his arms


D                     D#m        
I love him lots and I wish he’d 
           Em          G    A
see me: the Cool Guitar Boy
D                          D#m   
He looks so brilliant when he 
                         Em
plays his twelve-string and smiles
         G     A
Oh, pure joy!


       D        G
And I wish he’d see me
       D          G
And I want him to love me
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       D     D G G D D A   D (ring 
out)
‘Cause I know there’s heaven, heaven
 in his arms