Rum Rage Sticky Fingers
It takes a [Dm]beaten up animal to [Am]put em all away
[A#]Rushing me around and s[F]ending me astray
Don't you l[Dm]ie to me, yes we [Am]finally
Got a [A#]handle on the doors we [F]open and shut
[Dm]Packing up my suitcase, cause I'm [Am]going far away
I'm [A#]going to a place where the [F]credit cards
Don't [Dm]decline on me, yes we [Am]finally
Got a [A#]handle on the doors we [F]open and shut
S[Gm]he to[C]ok her[Am] time
T[Dm]ook my m[Gm]ind
But [C]forget m[Am]ine[Dm]
M[Gm]e in my[C] frame of[Am] mind
We [Dm]took our [Gm]time
B[C]ut she took[Am] mine[Dm]
We'r[Dm]e remotely secluded in th[Am]is far away place
[A#]Heading to a land where everyt[F]hing is okay
Don't think [Dm]suddenly that [Am]you and me
Got a [A#]handle on the doors we [F]open and close
Can you [Dm]take a little time ego [Am]balance your ways
Cause [A#]everything we do and we [F]put on display
Maybe [Dm]you and me are a [Am]little the same
So [A#]what do you think of-a [F]what we've made?
S[Gm]he to[C]ok her[Am] time
T[Dm]ook my m[Gm]ind
But [C]forget m[Am]ine[Dm]
M[Gm]e in my[C] frame of[Am] mind
We to[Dm]ok our ti[Gm]me
But sh[C]e took m[Am]ine [Dm]
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