Tonalité : G major•
Intro 1
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Dm
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Verse 1
Gm
C
Workin' out of homicide
Gm
C
They told me Joe Vinelli died
Gm
C
We'd been a team for seven years
Gm
F
His widow wouldn't waste her tears
Dm
Cm
Who'd done it? No one seemed to care
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Dm
'Cause crooked cops
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E
foul up the air
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But since I worked so long with Joe
B
Am
I felt I had the right to know
Verse 2
Em
Am
I found a club in Malibu
He'd gone when he felt
Esus4
Am
black and blue
Em
Twenty bucks in petty cash
Am
The hat- check girl spilled
Em
Dm
out some trash
Am
In a tale I heard a name
Dm
That rang a gong to save the
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game
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C#
A congressman named Thollie Doakes
Ab
Who had a place in Sherman Oaks
Verse 3
Em
Step softly gum shoe,
Bm
you're out of your class
Bb
You're trailing money,
Dm
therefore then there's glass in the grass!
Gm
Bb
Gm
Brass knuckles won't help you when
Dm
your hands ain't clean
Gm
Rubber hoses,
A
broken noses are a trench coat scene
Dm
G
And you ain't dressed for this affair
C
You're breathing rarefied air
G
Up through the luscious es
Verse 4
Gm
C
tate I wheeled
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Gm
A servant made me show
C
my shield
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Gm
The congressman conversed with me
C
He flashed his smile
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Gm
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convincingly
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C
Cm
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He said he'd not a thing to hide
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C
Cm
E
Which told me right away he lied
'Cause how could he af
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ford the rent
B
Unless he's somewhat overspent?
Verse 5
Am
And down the stairs he
Em
Am
missed his dose
Em
The kind that takes off
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ermine cloaks
Em
She'd left her furs upon
Am
her bed
Em
Dm
And slipped on angel lace instead
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Her husband left to get a drink
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Her eyes squared up the
Am
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way I think
Cm
I figured Doakes had murdered
C#
Joe
Ab
When blackmail for his needing go
Verse 6
Em
Brass knuckles copper,
Bm
you're falling in love
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Bb
Dm
You're near the rim of hell,
but you see heaven above!
Gm
Bb
Brass knuckles won't fail you,
Gm
Dm
but the light touch will
Gm
Pistol holder, chip on shoulder with
A
your guts set to spill
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G
You think that justice just owes you face
Dm
C
Your brain is loaded with blanks
G
The angel felt
Verse 7
Gm
C
heavenly
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Gm
G
C
She sank her body into me
Gm
C
My double- breasted suit fit fine
Gm
F
Her form aligned itself with mine
C
Cm
F
I wonder I'd a nat ural brain
Am
Cm
I smelled the truth out clean and plain
E
I'd have to take her
Ebm
husband in that night
E
I hoped he'd come
B
Am
without a fight
Verse 8
Em
Am
That's when the angel stole my gun
Em
Am
And said, "I hate to spoil your fun"
Then laughing,
Em
Am
she explained to me
Em
Dm
The murderer was none but she
Am
Dm
A love affair with Joe went tired
Am
And six shots into him, she
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fired
The congressman,
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a jerk like me
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Had covered up to keep her free
Verse 9
Em
So goodbye shameless,
Bm
I'll aim for the chest
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Dm
The bullet hole that entered
near the top of your vest!
Gm
You lost your heart already so
Dm
you won't feel the pain
Gm
Brass knuckles,
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brass knuckles and a brass- headed brain
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Gm
Take a breath, prepare to crash
You'll see a bright blinding flash!
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