Intro: (E   F#m)

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1971, we all heard the starter gun
New york is such a pity
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But at max's kansas city we won
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We all shot shit in the bar
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With johnny o' toole and his scar
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And then old clive davis said
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He's surely gonna make us a star
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I'm gonna make you a star
Just the way you are
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But with all his style
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I could see in his eyes
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That we is goin' on trial
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And it was no surprise
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The boys kept kickin' ass
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As usual time would tell
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But some bitch in the choir
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Threw water on the fires of hell
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She loved to shove and tell
Lord, she loved to tell F#m
But with all our style
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You could see in our eyes
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That we is still on trial
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And it was no surprise
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No surprise
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No surprise
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No surprise
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Midnight lady
Situation fetal
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Vaccinate yo ass with yo phonograph needle
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I say look it here
A friend of mine
Scratch like you need calomine
Flamingo boots, soles a creakin'
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Still in love and puerto rican too
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Ridin' on the wheels of hell
Smokin' in our axle grease
The backstage is rockin'
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And we're copping from the local police
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That's right, the local police
Or the juctice of peace
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But with all our style
       B
You could see in our eyes

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That we is still on trial
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Baby, it's no surprise
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No surprise
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No surprise
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No surprise
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Rock n' roll, junkie whore
Got my foot inside the door
Knock knock, knock knock, knock
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Nobody's keepin' score
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Bad time go away
Come again some other day
Topaz and sazzafraz
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Will keep the blues away
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Candy store, rock n' roll
Corporation jelly roll
Play the singles, it ain't me
It's programmed with insanity

You ascap, if bmi
Could ever make a mountain fly
If japanese can boil teas
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The where the fuck's my royalties

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