Spanish Style Guitar - Edie Brickell & New Bohemians

I went out for a while

When I come back everything was changed

Or only for a while

When I come back everything was changed

My clothes were on the floor

Spilling out the drawer, someone had been here

My heart began to race

Nothing in its place, suddenly my fear

Oh, take the money, take the TV

Take my clothes

Please not my guitar, empty corner

It was gone

How could you still prove us

We’re on the same boat in this part of town

Wheels in the suburb track this side of the track

Police are in town

Oh, take the money, take the jewelry

Take my clothes

Please leave my guitar, empty corner

It was gone

My Spanish style guitar

I wonder where you are, so far from your home

My Spanish style guitar

I want you in my arms, back where you belong

Oh, take the money, take the TV

Take my phones

Please leave my guitar, not my guitar

It was gone