Am   C   G
Am   C   G
A5

C/E   C   Em   Em D
C/E   C   Em   Em D


[Verse 1]
          C/E
She's got style she's got grace,
       C
An appetite for expensive taste,
              Em
They made the angels in her mold,
         Em                 D
Feels at home in a centerfold.

          C/E  
Don't try lines and don't try jokes,
            C
She eats up men like Hall & Oates,
           Em 
There's no tricks that you can try,
           Em                 D
There's no gifts money can buy.


[Chorus]
Am
Put your hands up,
Am
Before she turns and walks away.
C
This is your one shot,
Em
Time for your ace in the hole.

Am
Put your hands up,
Am
Before she turns and walks away.
C
This is your one shot,
Em                       F
Time for your ace in the hole.
F
Time for your ace in the hole


[Break]
C/E   C   Em   Em D


[Verse 2]
         C/E
Put your quarters in the slot,
         C
Hope and pray for a jackpot,
       Em
Better chances with the dice,
              Em                D
Than take her home with you tonight.

            C/E 
She doesn't bother finding love,
            C
There is no man that's good enough,
      Em
Lucky sevens come up eights,
        Em                      D
Rabbits feet won't help your fate.


[Chorus]
Am
Put your hands up,
Am
Before she turns and walks away.
C
This is your one shot,
Em
Time for your ace in the hole.

Am
Put your hands up,
Am
Before she turns and walks away.
C
This is your one shot,
Em                       F
Time for your ace in the hole.
F
Time for your ace in the hole


[Break]
Am   C   Em   Em   G
 
Am   C   Em   Em             G
               Time for your ace in the hole
Am   C   Em   Em             G
               Time for your ace in the hole
Am   C   Em   Em             G
               Time for your ace in the hole
Am   C   Em   Em   G