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C G Am F G C x2 [Verse 1]
CHer andG I met in 'Am85 FBleach blonde Ghair and daAmrk green eyes CIt was bGright butAm it don't burn aFnymore CNothing'll cGhange come ChriAmstmas time FYou can sGtay where you wantAm at night Just pCromise when Glove comes Amknockin', you'll answer theF door
[Chorus]
CEaGsy, tiFger, doFn't yGou cAmry CPeople gonna loGve you, theAmn they're gonna leave you FThat's just the wGay of liCfe DonC't blaGme youFr motherF, least weG triAmed PCeople gonna lovGe you, tAmhen they're gonna leave you FThat's just the wGay of liCfe
[Verse 2]
ThCe machine Gbeeps less freAmquently FThey've goGne to find out whAmat that means CIt was moGnths, now it Ammay only be hoFurs CThey say, mGa'am your son wasAm far from a coward FDamn nGear firsAmt one into the tower CCome MotGher's Day, shAme'll be bringing himF the flowers