D Bm9 Em9 A D Bm9 Em9 A G A It was 1988 at the go-go club She was selling t-shirts at the punk rock show I spent half the night with some clever line Waiting at the back of the key I lost my nerve and let the next boy through She was playing bass in another band We were all shaking to the beat oh yeah With the red guitar sitting low on her hip It’s then I felt the beat of my heart There’s just something about a girl with a base guitar D G D G D G D G A Lisa La la la la la la Lisa la la la la Lisa La la la la la la Lisa She had the prettiest eyes Painted black like her lips I would have died for just one kiss I had the chance just to hold hands I knew I would never really did I heard she only went with older kids Lisa La la la la la la Lisa la la la la Lisa La la la la la la Lisa There is nobody else How could they compare? I don’t want any other girl oh yeah Just Lisa La la la la la la Lisa la la la la Lisa La la la la la la Lisa Lisa La la la la la la Lisa la la la la Lisa La la la la la la Lisa