And low nineties FM
Elouise plays the first five frets for those who wake
From twelve to two AM
And her voice is pure and soft
Oh, when she stumbles on her words
And every boy in town is pretty certain
He deserves to marry her someday soon
And that's not all that Elouise
She just got a Jazz Master guitar
And her band got a [Incomprehensible] stranger
And they've just been submitted for a tour
And her tone is deep as night
When she plays her minor chords
And the rhythm section's tight
But they're always ignored, always ignored
And her voice is pure and soft
Oh, when she struggles on her words
And every boy in town is pretty certain
He deserves to marry her
On a dial somewhere between the high eighties And low nineties FM Elouise plays the first five frets for those who wake From twelve to two AM And her voice is pure and soft Oh, when she stumbles on her words And every boy in town is pretty certain He deserves to marry her someday soon And that's not all that Elouise She just got a Jazz Master guitar And her band got a [Incomprehensible] stranger And they've just been submitted for a tour And her tone is deep as night When she plays her minor chords And the rhythm section's tight But they're always ignored, always ignored And her voice is pure and soft Oh, when she struggles on her words And every boy in town is pretty certain He deserves to marry her Explain Request ×
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