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LAm DO+ DO RE7 FA
FAm DO
I've got a little black book with my poems in
MI
got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in
FA DO
when I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in
FA DO
I've got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
MI MI7
got those swollen hand blues
FA DO
got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from
DO7
I got electric light and I got second sight
FA FAm DO MI7 LAm RE7
got amazing powers of observation
SOL MI7
and that is how I know
LAm DO6 DO RE
when I try to get thru on the telephone to you
FAm6 DO FA DO
There'll be nobody home.
Additional lyrics:
I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm
And the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favourite satin shirt
I've got nicotine stains on my fingers
I've got a silver spoon on a chain
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
I've got wide staring eyes
& I've got a strong urge to fly
But I've got nowhere to fly to (fly to fly to fly to fly to)
Ooooh babe, why not pick up the phone?
There's still nobody home.
DO
I've got a pair of Gohill's boots
MI MI7
But I got fading roots.
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