GUITAR NAMED DESIRE
GARY WALEIK
You were born in ‘63, but you’re well-preserved
A natural blonde epiphany with several shapely curves
Gaping F-holes on an archtop with a three-way jack
I played you hard before we parted, now I want you back
Hollowbody
You were 18 when I bought you in 1986
We fooled around and quickly found some pretty nasty licks
Telecaster, who’s your master? I missed you so much
I’ll hold you near so I can hear you tremble at my touch
Solidbody
I couldn’t retire, though I had the desire
So I picked up and named my guitar
(Desire)