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She likes a mAm7an with a broken nose
Lucky for mAm7e, I suppose
Shots coming Am7in like the monthly bills
Soon they'll be sAm7aying I'm over the hill
Well the bell goes clAm7ang and you're on your own
You take your mAm7edicine and go home
You take it like a mAm7an, on the chin
And you don't make a fAm7uss when the towel comes in
Now let me go hCome, got to lay in Am7ice
And I don't want to hFear no more advAm7ice
Just give me my clCothes
Get me out of this plAm7ace
How mGany more stitches Am7in my face? F C
Those broken bAm7ones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bAm7ones, you carry 'em home
Broken bAm7ones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bAm7ones, you carry 'em home
Am7
He had the punch lAm7ines, I was the joke
Every shAm7ot felt like something broke
It was all much mAm7ore than a man should stand
And I finally went dAm7own to a big right hand
Now let me go hCome, got to lay in Am7ice
And I don't want to hFear no more advAm7ice
Just give me my clCothes
Get me out of this plAm7ace
How mGany more stitches Am7in my face? F C
Those broken bAm7ones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bAm7ones, you carry 'em home
Broken bAm7ones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bAm7ones, you carry 'em home
Broken bAm7ones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bAm7ones, you carry 'em home
Broken bAm7ones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em
Broken bAm7ones, you carry 'em home
Am7
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