Aging Rockers

Tim Hawkins

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Tom:
E When the day has begun
D Put some of this on
E D Rogaine
E If you gotta bald spot
D Wanna keep what you got
E D E Rogaine
E Your hairline
D It's declined
C B And you shine
E D E D Rogaine
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D G A G 2x
D G A D Don't come in my yard no more
G A D You've ruined my lawn before
G A Whatever you kids are looking for
D G A D G Hey! Don't come in my yard no more
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C Girl, to dance with you is my favorite thing, yeah, uh-huh
F C So when I hit the floor I really feel the pain, yeah yeah, uh-huh ah-huh [Chorus]
G F C I needa put on my, my, my, my, my orthopedic shoes just to boogie with you,
G F C yeah I'm gonna put on my, my, my, my, my orthopedic shoes just to boogie with you, uh-huh
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C G7 C Jello again, Jello
G7 C Am I always eat Jello
F Dm G Am I love that jiggly thing you do
Dm And you make lunch great
G7 I can hardly wait
C Jello
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[Intro] Am E7 G D F C Dm E7 x2 [Verse]
Am E7 On a dark country highway, cool wind in your hair
G D Warm smell of a corndog rising up through the air
F C See a sign in the distance, says "We're open all day"
Dm E7 If you walk up to the entrance, it's where you'll hear me say [Chorus]
F C I'm a greeter at a Walmart in California
E7 Am Yeah I work the door, at the Superstore
F C I hand out stickers at a Walmart in California
Dm E7 Where my vest is blue, and my hair is too!
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[Verse 1]
A My buddies and me
Bbdim7 Were once wild and free
Bm Now we ain't doing so great
E Used to go down
E7 And tear up the town
A But now were all in bed by eight.
A Our parties are fewer
Bbdim7 And were sipping Insure
Bm Dm7 Instead of our glass of champagne
E Now when we get together
E7 We just talk about the weather
E And all we ever do is
E7 Complain [Chorus]
A 'Cause all my friends got hip replacements
A Cause they slipped and fell in their garage or basements
Bm We're old and pale
E Our bones are frail
A Yeah, years ago we were still in bases
A A7 Now we spend our time having wheelchair races
Bm 'Oh, all my friends
E A Got hip replacements
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