Acoustic guitar,
I'm gonna make you a star,
Get your picture all over the world

Acoustic gutiar,
You can have your own car,
Just bring me back my girl

She always loved the sound of your [bad word] 
You made her think, maybe, I wasn't so dumb
She tends to faint at the sound of a [bad word] 
Cuz she's focused and planned, maybe [bad word] 

Acoustic Gutiar, how lovely you are
With your inlays of mother of pearl
Be a good gutiar and you could go far
Just bring me back my girl

She always said that you were the one
That could make her move her cute little bum
You understand where [bad word] from
Which I obviously don't, or she wouldn't be gone

Acoustic guitar, if you think I play hard
Well you could of belonged to Steve Earle
Or Charo or GWAR, I could sell you tomorrow

So bring me back my girl
You'd better bring me back my girl