(G   C   G   C)

             G            C                   G
             I think the handcuffs are a bit much
                C                   Am
             I don't recall ever losing my touch
                          D                    F
             But just to hold you wouldn't be fair
                        D                    G
             Not only cavemen enjoy pulling hair

             There's a tattoo parlor down the street
             A tattooed face often does look so sweet
             They call it Weird on the Avenue
             With all that's been done now what could be new?

             Am                Em
             They say you're a ten
                                Am            D
             I guess that means ten dollars a night

             Your piercings say you're on a crusade
             But down that street, baby, there's no parade
             They call it Weird on the Avenue
             With all that's been done now what could be new?

             They say you're a ten
             I guess that means ten dollars a night

             I see your neck has found the noose
             I'm not a cop haven't lived your abuse
             The Avenue has lead me to here
             I'm holding back all my tears for you, weird