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