Lyrics:

She turned fifteen with great expectations Her older brother knew somethin' was up He caught her going through his record collection Lookin' at Hendricks like a love sick pup She begged and she pleaded 'till Dad finally listened He drove her in the car down to Sears Roebuck He bought her that guitar and that was the beginning Now she's down in the cellar with the amp turned up Girls with guitars Daddy's little angel Girls with guitars What's the world coming to? Girls with guitars Mothers tend to worry about Girls with guitars Well, Saturday nights she followed her brother It was socks and stockings on the old gym floor While everybody danced to garage band covers She was checking out riffs and memorizing chords She didn't care at all for the football heroes She didn't even notice the basketball stars Boys as a species were all a bunch of zeroes Except for the ones that played that guitar Girls with guitars She wasn't any debutante Girls with guitars She didn't go out for cheerleading Girls with guitars Boys are kinda nervous 'round Girls with guitars She went off to college, she got her degree Her parents breathed a sigh of great relief Daddy's thinking law school, Mother's thinking medicine Daughter's thinking how she's gonna break the news to them Now there's an old Chevy van just sitting in the driveway Filled to the gills with all her stuff She cut a deal with her brother to drive up the highway Figures New York City is close enough She gets the audition through a friend of a friend Who's checking out her legs saying, 'This will never work!' She flips on her boogie and turns