|E      |
I got some so-called friends

                          |E7  |
 They'll smile right to my face

                    |A     |
 Oh, when my back is turned

               |E           
 They'd like to stick it to me

        |
Yes they would 

     |   |      |  |
Oh no no,  oh no no

        |A               |E       C#m 
 There's only one thing I need to know

     |F#7  B7     |E  |
Whose side are you on?


              |E |
I fly into J.F.K.

                        |E7  |
 My heart goes boom boom boom

                    |A  |
 I know that customs man

              |E           
 He's going to take me

              |
To that little room

     |   |       |  |
Oh no no.  Oh no, no

        |A               |E       C#m 
 There's only one thing I need to know

     |F#7                    B7          |E  
Whose side are you on, whose side are you on?


         |A
I got the paranoia blues

    |                           |E   |
Fnom knockin' around in New York City

          |A             
Where they roll you for a nickel

        |                       |A   |  |
And they stick you for the extra dime


A 
Anyway you choose

      |                         |E
You're bound to lose in New York City

   |A          B7                |E
Oh, I just got out in the nick of time

     |A          B7                |E   |
Well, I just got out in the nick of time


                       |E   |
Once I was down in Chinatown

                             |E7 |
 I was eating some Lin's Chow Fon

                    |A    |
 I happened to turn around

           |E       
 And when I looked I see

             |
My Chow Fon's gone

      |   |       |  |
Oh no, no,  Oh no, no

       |A               |E       C#m
There's only one thing I need to know

     |F#                     B7          |E  |
Whose side are you on, whose side are you on?

              |         B7     |E       A
 Well, there's only one thing I need to know

     |F#          B7         |E   |  |
Whose side, whose side, whose side?