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CI can't lie on this bed anymEmoreB it burns my skGmin Bb
F/AYou can take the truthful things you've FmsaiAbd to me
And fD/Fit them on the head of a pFin G
Poor NCapoleon F Dm G
You Calways look so disappEmoinBted GmwheBbn I take my stockings off
F/ADon't you know the facts of lFmifeAb boy
D/FDon't you know what these things cFost?
CShe was selling stolen kEmissBes to trGmaveBblling salesmen and minstrel singers
F/AYou put a penny Fmin Abthe slot
D/FShe called you her mFagic fingers G
Poor NCapoleon F Dm G
Poor NCapoleon F Dm G
I Ebet she isn't all that's E/Gadvertised
I Ambet that isn't all she fCakes
DJust like that place where they tEbake your spine
And tFurn it into soapflEba--D-akes
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CBare wires from the sEmockBet to the bGmed Bbwhere you embraced that girl
F/ADid you ever thFminkAb there's far too mD/Fany people Fin the world?
COne day they'll probably mEmakeB a movie GmoutBb of all of this
F/AThere won't even hFmaveAb to be a mD/Furder just a slFow dissolving kissG
Poor NCapoleon F Dm G
So gCood night little schFoolboy, you'd bDmetter learn some self contrGol
DCid you mess up your haFirstyle, pDmour scorn in yoGur begging bCo-F--Dmowl G
Poor NCapoleon
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