Ted Grdestad — Beat It Girl

Seeing you Reminds me of an old guitar Hearing you I wonder how it went that far Oh well, you've been playing too long And I have heard the same old song Oh, yeah Thinking of you I'm blessed if I could shut my mind Looking at you I think I might as well be blind Oh well, you are out of tune You better scram before I crack upon Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah The only good thing you have done Is that you really taught me a lesson I think I'll take my love to someone else To fix my succession And now you better take your things And beat it, girl You better try your wings And beat it, girl Oh yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Thinking of you I'm blessed if I could shut my mind Looking at you I think I might as well be blind Oh well, you are out of tune You better scram before I crack upon Oh yeah, yeah yeah yeah You better beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it Beat it, beat it, beat it, girl You better beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it Beat it, beat it, beat it, girl You better beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it Beat it, beat it, beat it, girl