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AmShe G#m7mesmerAm7izes with a smile
DmDark eyes as compelling as the bourbon
AmThatG#m7 girl Am7in the canary yellow Fdress
E7Says yes
AmShe G#m7flips Am7a pack of cigarettes
DmHe doesn't smoke, but he takes one nonetheless
AmIt hG#m7elps tAm7o keep his motives Ftrue, the girl was E7blue
What Felse is the poor boy supposed to E7do
AmShe Adimbounces AmlikDe a AmflaCme,
Amclothes on Aher
DmEyes DmcloCsed Dm7Yellow dress
FRuns and Fswirls
AmIt's G#m7late, the Am7hour's growing horns
DmThe band seems to draw her ever closer
AmThis G#m7girl gets Am7right down in the Fgroove, grooves a E7move
FLeads him out to where they play the E7blues
AmShe Adimdances AmlikDe a AmflaCme
AmHas no cares, yellow-dressed flame
DmEyes DmcloCsed, Dm7arms above
She Fshakes pearls and Fsnakes
BbmToo lAm7ate in this Bbm7folie a troix
EbmHe sees that the heart is pounding for
BbmBig Am7daddy who Bbm7falls down to his Fknees, begging her F7please
FLifts his sax, says "here's my little F7tease"
BbmHer Bdimdancing BmsetEbs the BmplaDce on fire
BbmHeaven and Bbhell
EbmThe EbmflamDes come Ebm7up his spine
As she Gshakes, whirls and Fsnakes
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