By Adam Carroll Well, the side I remember summer time boys camps, blankets and trunks I dreamed I had a stripper in my upstairs bunk I had a dirty kid mind that's how I got through I could never love a stripper the way I loved you I could never love a stripper the way I loved you I wish I had more heart wish I stayed outta bars Wish I had a big shot to sign my guitars But a big shot's name is a paint pen scrawl Couldn't play it anymore, I'd have to hang it on the wall Couldn't play it anymo (allcountrytabs.com)
