G D Bm C
G
I got a hair cut
D
A dress shirt
Bm C
A St. Paulie's girl
G D Bm C
But I don't need any of that
G D
I got a number on a napkin
Bm C
A soup can to sing through
G D Bm C
A tune in its worst mood
D
I got a temper like a fistfight
Em Em7
And a tab after midnight
C
And a right fast woman
Am
And there'll be hell to pay
Bm C
After Los Angeles
D
And you won't believe
G
What I've seen
G D Bm C
G D Bm
This town is a workshop for wordsmiths
C G D
And grifters and misters and misses
Bm C
And cheeks full of kisses
G D
And all of you bidders
Bm C
Can't wait till I'm bitter
D Em
I've got a fever like the boulevard summer
Em7 C
And a right fast woman
Am
And there'll be hell to pay
Bm C
After Los Angeles
D
And you won't believe
G
What I've seen
Bm Em D G
Bury me beside you when I die
C C/B Am
When I'm dead and gone.
Bm Em
Mama sing me to sleep
D G
While you weep
C
But don't weep at all
Am
And there'll be hell to pay
Bm C
After Los Angeles
D
And you won't believe
G
What I've seen
