Rotting Strip

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Blurry eyes half bent and I can’t take you sober
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Tricking off the rotting strip that we’ve been
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trudging under

Em               C                 G               D
We ducked into a dim lit room out where the river bends
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And turned to walk the burning bridge that we would build
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And crossed our hearts half hoping
     G         D          C
That we could both quit smoking
     G       D          C
And kick the booze and blow
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And one day go make something of ourselves
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Glory came and went the night we both slipped under
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‘Neath the row of oil slicks and ancient ugly lovers
Em               C                 G               D
Some they say the price you pay is far too much to spend
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But they don’t know the cost is fair if for a while
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     D                        C
It keeps your heart from crumbling

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And we’d take what we want when we knew what we wanted
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When we wished we had something to lose
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You were a fine young thing crammed in your tight red vinyl
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jeans
         C           Em           C                   D
I was a third rate going nowhere burning for nothing to do

G      C                  G                D
Boredom settled in and I can’t take you sober
G                 C                 G
Strewn across the rotting strip that we’ve been building
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over

Em               C                 G               D
‘Til nothing made its wicked way slow creeping into view
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Where we could watch the burning bridge that we half built
D                      C
Across our hearts now broken
     G         D          C
And we could both quit smoking
     G         D          C
And kick the booze and blow
     G       D         C             D
And one day go make something of ourselves

         G                          C
And we’d take what we want when we knew what we wanted
         D                          G
When we wished we had something to lose
           C           G                     C
You were a fine young thing crammed in your tight red vinyl jeans
         C           Em           C                     D
I was a third rate going nowhere burning for nothing to do

         G                          C
So we branded our hearts and we toasted the stars
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Getting wasted by the light of the moon
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you were a two bit tramp - I was a low life lying scum
          C               Em           C               D
We were a bad lay coming undone burning for someone to use