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
