This Is What It Sounds Like When You're Listening To Lindsey Buckingham And Thinking Of Your Friend's Girlfriend At The Same Time Akkorde von 
The Bottle Rockets 
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Tonart: D minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I've always seen the man
at the liquor store
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begging for your change
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The hair on his face is dirty,
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dreadlocked and full of mane
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He asked the man for what
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with shame in his eyes
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Get a job, you fucking slobs,
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God forbid you ever had to
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walk a mile in his shoes
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Said you really might know
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what it's like to sing the blues
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It ain't you really mind know what it's like
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It ain't you really mind know what
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it's like
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Said, don't worry about a thing,
baby darling,
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the man you've been dreaming of
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But three months later,
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her or return her call
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And she swear God damn,
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he'll find that man cutting off his balls
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And then she asks for the clinic
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and she gets some static
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walking through the door
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and they call her a sinner
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and they call her a whore
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But God forbid you ever had to
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walk a mile in her shoes
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Cause then you really might know
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what it's like to have to choose
Then you really might know
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what it's like
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And then you really might
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And then you really might
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know what it's like
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I seen a rich man beg,
I seen a good man sin
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I seen a tough man cry
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I've a loser win and a sad man grin,
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I've heard an honest man lie
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I've seen the good side of bad
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and the down side of up
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and everything in between
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I licked a silver spoon,
drank from a golden cup,
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and smoked the finest green
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I struck the baddest dimes
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at least a couple of times
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before I broke their heart
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You know where it ends, yo,
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it usually depends on where you start
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I knew this kid named Max,
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he used to get fat stacks
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out on the corner with drugs
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He liked to hang out late,
he liked to get shit -faced
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and keep pace with thugs
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Until late one night there was
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and Max lost his head
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He pulled out his chrome 45,
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talked some shit and wound up dead
And now his wife and his kids
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are caught in the midst of all of this pain
You know it comes that way,
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at least that's what they say
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when you play the game
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God forbid you ever had to wake up
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Then you really might know what it's like
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Then you really might know
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what it's like
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Then you really might know
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what it's like
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Then you really might know what it's like
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To have to lose
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Thank
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