Well her body is bubinga

With a cedar top

My fingers on her frets

Shake Rattle and Roll towards Rock

I love her curls

The way they fall down her back

Yes, Wanda is Lusty

Like a full cigar box

Together we make music

For the howlin hounds of blue

Like a Chicago Shakedown

We’re searching for notes

To take us higher

Like a parasail

Forever in each moment

The wafting sounds wail

She’s programmed to seduce me

To kiss her neck

With fleet footed fingertips

Eventually my craft I’ll perfect

For now it’s like hanging out at Cheers

When she comes strolling in

Asking “Baby won’t you juke me around and excite the nylon on my box?”

“Won’t you caress my curves, and sing to me soft?”

Wanda and I

At this point we’re practically married

It’s been so long since I played electric

That I drove past overdrive

And honestly

I’ve never felt more alive

Than a few minutes ago

When I was pulling her threads

Up over her neck

To catch a glimpse of her back

There have been songs written

About Cars and Guitars

But Wanda and I

We’re like an aircraft carrier in the stars

Giving birth to little miracles

Of a modern day age

Where there as much science backing biology

As there is justice in Sage

Playing guitar

Is like getting baptized

It hydrates the soul

So love me a little longer Wanda

Til we’re both grey and old

Til our skin is cracked

And there’s more path behind us than left to be mapped

Sing to me Wanda

The colors of your tone

Earthen Majestic Woodflesh

Cast in a mold

To forge forward by my side

Like a loyal dog who’s love knows no bounds

I will return to the mountain

That I couldn’t climb before

Just so long

As you dont go walking

Out that out door

Screaming tales of scorn

Help me to hear you

When your hinting about classical things

Like Diamonds in the Sky

Or Crazy Chargers riding out into a cactus sun

Tell me you miss me

When I’ve been gone for too long

I love music

More than I’ve ever loved myself

So Wanda come snuggle up

And Rock me Goodnight