Tom: G major
Intro 1
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Cm
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Verse 1
Fm
Bb
Workin' out of homicide
Fm
Bb
They told me Joe Vinelli died
Fm
Bb
We'd been a team for seven years
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Eb
His widow wouldn't waste her tears
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Bbm
Who'd done it? No one seemed to care
Eb
Cm
'Cause crooked cops
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D
foul up the air
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D
But since I worked so long with Joe
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Gm
I felt I had the right to know
Verse 2
Dm
Gm
I found a club in Malibu
He'd gone when he felt
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Gm
black and blue
Dm
Twenty bucks in petty cash
Gm
The hat- check girl spilled
Dm
Cm
out some trash
Gm
In a tale I heard a name
Cm
That rang a gong to save the
Gm
B
game
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B
A congressman named Thollie Doakes
Gb
Who had a place in Sherman Oaks
Verse 3
Am
you're out of your class
Ab
You're trailing money,
Cm
therefore then there's glass in the grass!
Fm
Ab
Fm
Brass knuckles won't help you when
Cm
your hands ain't clean
G
broken noses are a trench coat scene
Cm
F
And you ain't dressed for this affair
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You're breathing rarefied air
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Up through the luscious es
Verse 4
Fm
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Fm
A servant made me show
Bb
my shield
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Fm
The congressman conversed with me
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Fm
Eb
convincingly
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Bb
Bbm
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He said he'd not a thing to hide
Gm
Bb
Bbm
D
Which told me right away he lied
'Cause how could he af
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ford the rent
A
Unless he's somewhat overspent?
Verse 5
Gm
And down the stairs he
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Gm
missed his dose
Dm
The kind that takes off
Dm
She'd left her furs upon
Dm
Cm
And slipped on angel lace instead
Gm
Her husband left to get a drink
Cm
Her eyes squared up the
Gm
B
way I think
Bbm
I figured Doakes had murdered
B
Joe
Gb
When blackmail for his needing go
Verse 6
Dm
Brass knuckles copper,
Am
you're falling in love
Adim
Ab
Cm
You're near the rim of hell,
but you see heaven above!
Fm
Ab
Brass knuckles won't fail you,
Fm
Cm
but the light touch will
Fm
Pistol holder, chip on shoulder with
Cm
F
You think that justice just owes you face
Cm
Bb
Your brain is loaded with blanks
Verse 7
Fm
Bb
heavenly
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Bb
She sank her body into me
Fm
Bb
My double- breasted suit fit fine
Fm
Eb
Her form aligned itself with mine
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Bbm
Eb
I wonder I'd a nat ural brain
Gm
Bbm
I smelled the truth out clean and plain
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husband in that night
A
Gm
without a fight
Verse 8
Dm
Gm
That's when the angel stole my gun
Dm
Gm
And said, "I hate to spoil your fun"
Then laughing,
Dm
Gm
she explained to me
Dm
Cm
The murderer was none but she
Gm
Cm
A love affair with Joe went tired
Gm
And six shots into him, she
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fired
The congressman,
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a jerk like me
Gb
Had covered up to keep her free
Verse 9
Am
I'll aim for the chest
Adim
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Cm
The bullet hole that entered
near the top of your vest!
Fm
You lost your heart already so
Cm
you won't feel the pain
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brass knuckles and a brass- headed brain
Cm
Fm
Take a breath, prepare to crash
You'll see a bright blinding flash!
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