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capo 3

A5                                    D5          A5
She's on the highest dose of prozac a woman can take, 
                                            D5       A5    
She's likes to pop her pain pills with every little ache, 
                               D5        A5
She's got a Tennessee mountain point of view, 
                                D5         A5
If your gonna have one might as well have two

A5                      D5         A5  
Raised up right in the hills of Kentucky, 
                                 D5             A5
No she ain't gonna smile til she lights up her lucky, 
                          D5        A5
No filter on her mouth or her cigerettes
                                D5        A5
Oh baby what your lookin' at is what you get


D5
Ya we owe 400 dollars to the boys in the band
A5
Gas lights blinking on our broke down van
D5
We're living on truck stop burgers and fries
A5
Crossing our fingers for a vacancy sign
    E5
Now who in the hell is gonna pay these bills 
     D5                                         A5
When one's drinking, ones smoking, ones taking pills

A5                                    D5        A5
She's a root tootin' pistol from the lonestar state
                               D5             A5
She's mixes up a double at the break of everyday
                            D5         A5
She might get crazy but she don't get mean
                        D5           A5
Until some drunk cowboy asks her to sing

D5
Ya we owe 400 dollars to the boys in the band
A5
Gas lights blinking on our broke down van
D5
We're living on truck stop burgers and fries
A5
Crossing our fingers for a vacancy sign
    E5
Now who in the hell is gonna pay these bills 
     D5                                           A5
When one's drinking, one's smoking, one's taking pills

A5                       D5      A5
Now we ain't ashamed of who we are
                     D5        A5
We like fast men and cheap guitars
                              D5            A5             
Ain't trying to get rich just trying to get by
                         D5        A5 
By playing for tips on a saturday night

D5
We owe 400 dollars to the boys in the band
A5
Gas lights blinking on our broke down van
D5
We're living on truck stop burgers and fries
A5
Crossing our fingers for a vacancy sign
    E5
Now who in the hell is gnona be pay these bills
     D5                                            A5
When one's drinking, one's smoking, one's taking pills
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