Icehouse Follow

STOLEN GUITAR (I. Davies)-------------------------Suzie never met anybody famousThat was in the beginningOut of the window with a couple of girfriendsAnd her red leather boots onPitching out on the street in a raincoatShe never needed a licenseShe was one step ahead of a new thingBoth feet planted over the fine lineIn a cheap dance club down in the basementShe was almost sixteen with her face onAnd the singer in the band played a stolen guitarPlayed it like a natural manIt was all too easyPlayed a stolen guitar(Stolen guitar)Later on at the party backstageIt was just a case of tequilaWhen the message got around there was something going onIt was already overShe was one step away from the real thingAlready way over the fine lineThey were locked upstairs in a hotel roomDefinately went too far with the black lace onAnd the singer in the band played a stolen guitarPlayed it like a natural manIt was all too easyPlayed a stolen guitarShe said, &quotThe Devil made me do itI don't know whyIt must have been a stolen guitarIt was all too easy&quotShe only wanted a ticket to rock and roll heavenBy the time that he woke up she was halfway home againWith the stolen guitar, the next teenage sensationShe says, &quotNow I got to get a reputation&quotShe said, &quotThe Devil made me do itI don't know whyWe might as well forget it, manIt was all so easy&quotThe singer got the leather boot and Suzie got the photosThe reporter got a phonecall and the papers got the headlinesShe says, &quotI got what it takes, baby, you better not forget itI got a record on the radio and a stolen guitar&quotShe played him like a natural manIt was easyThe Devil made her do itI don't know whyIf you want to know the secretYou want to play the bluesThe trick is play it dirtyPlay a stolen guitarPlay a stolen guitarStolen guitarStolen guitar