Takin' Pills - Pistol Annies
capo 3

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

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


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

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

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

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

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