Up then down, release the sound,
The urge to play, blast to ground,
Rattling & growl, annoys the night,
But with those arms, feeling makes delight.
Up then down, rhythm hits the note,
In this woman’s shape the song was bloat,
Pleasure to hear in the melody of tune,
With this love song witness is the moon.
Up then down, caressing the lines,
While pressing the button makes it rise,
Following the beat, of this artist’s arm
This lady sings this song with charm.
Up then down, then this lady growl,
After nine hours of giving her soul,
To compose these lovely songs,
With the arm of the artist she adores.
Final growl for the audience eyes,
Final strum, then new beginning will rise,
Last pick to this woman’s shape,
Then this string of life will be cut to tape.