D C G 2x G When you're lost in the rain in Juarez, C G and it's Easter time too And your gravity fails, C G and negativity don't pull you through Don't put on any airs, C G when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue D They got some hungry women there, C G and they really make a mess outa you. Now if you see Saint Annie, C G please tell her thanks a lot I cannot move, C G my fingers are all in a knot I don't have the strength, C G to get up and take another shot D And my best friend, my doctor, C G won't even say what it is I've got. Sweet Melinda, C G the peasants call her the goddess of gloom She speaks good English, C G and she invites you up into her room And you're so kind, C G and careful not to go to her too soon D And she takes your voice, C G and leaves you howling at the moon. Up on Housing Project Hill, C G it's either fortune or fame You must pick up one or the other, C though neither of them are G to be what they claim If you're lookin' to get silly, C you better go back to G from where you came D Because the cops don't need you, C G and man they expect the same. Now all the authorities, C G they just stand around and boast How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms, C G into leaving his post And picking up Angel who, C G just arrived here from the coast D Who looked so fine at first, C G but left looking just like a ghost. G C G C G C G D C G I started out on burgundy, C G but soon hit the harder stuff Everybody said they'd stand behind me, C G when the game got rough But the joke was on me, C G there was nobody even there to bluff D I'm going back to New York City, C G I do believe I've had enough. D C G 4x
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