Snider You can't groove on dope You can't groove on wine If you're trying to catch a groove on TV, man You're wasting your time Well you can't do what you want You won't get far You know the only way to groove Is on a ba** guitar You find a loose bit of rhythm Then you lock in tight Yes, you roll on it over and over Till it sounds just exactly right You can learn to sing lead If you need to be a star But the only way to groove Is on a ba** guitar It fills out the bottom, dirty and mean Down right greasy when the sound man's clean The eyes in the room, they all lookin' at the star The bu*ts are all shakin' to the ba** guitar You could dress real cool And wear dark shades You might be sleek, sharp And shiny just like a razor blade You drive around town In a long black car But the only way to groove Is on a ba** guitar It fills out the bottom, dirty and mean Down right grunge when the sound guy's clean The eyes in the room, they's all lookin' at the star The bu*ts are all shakin' to the ba** guitar Play it for me one time, my brother You know me friend The good doctor Joe Murrey brought me this song He told me it was the perfect country And western song I told him it was not the perfect country And western song 'Cause it didn't mention momma It didn't mention trucks Hell, it didn't even have a country beat It's more of a jazz thing and it's about ba** I dunno what he's talking about Check him out though, he's good Joe, do something Yes, you can do what you want