B5                G#5                     E5              B5 
You only got one finger left and it's pointing at the door 
 B5                     G#5                E5                  B5  
And you're taking for granted what the Lord's made on the floor 
 B5                     G#5         E5                   B5        
So I'm picking up the pieces and putting them up for sale 
 B5                              G#5              E5            B5 
Throw your meal ticket out the window put your skeletons in jail 
 

F#5                                 B5  
Cuz' Lord only knows it's getting late 
F#5                                   B5    
Your senses are gone so don't you hesitate 
   E5               G#5             B5              G#5   
To give yourself a call let your bottom dollars fall 
G5                     F#5              B5  
Throwing your two bit cares down the drain 
 

 B5                G#5         E5                 B5 
Invite me to the seven seas like some seasick man 
 B5          G#5                 E5                  B5   
you do whatever you please and I'll do whatever I can 
 B5        G#5                 E5                B5 
Titanic, fare thee well, my eyes are turning pink 
 B5                      G#5           E5             B5   
Don't call us when the new age gets old enough to drink 
 

F#5                                 B5 
Cuz' Lord only knows it's getting late 
F#5                                B5 
Your senses are gone so don't hesitate 
   E5              G#5            B5            G#5  
To move on up the hill there's nothing dead left to kill 
 G5                     F#5             B5 
Throwing your two bit cares down the drain 
 
 
B5       A5       F#5     E5      B5      A5 
Odelay odelay odelay odelay odelay odelay 
      F#5             E5    B5       A5      F#5    E5   
Just passing through,    odelay odelay odelay odelay 
 
 
 
Going back to Houston do the hotdog dance 
Going back to Houston to get me some pants