Maxine

    Dm*
Creases in your white dress  bruises
 on your bare skin
       C                           
looks like another fine mess you’ve
  Dm
 got yourself into.
           Dm*
What’s the matter with you  has the 
cat got your tongue ?
      C                          
Well  if you don’t like the beat  
        Dm
don’t play with the drum.

[Chorus]
  Gm                         Bb   
Maxine  you’re not the only one to
                       Gm
 take the whole world on
                  Dm
but no one’s ever won.
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  Gm                         Bb   
Maxine  case one-three-five-two  a
                    Gm
 red and green tattoo
                 Dm
eyes cold steel blue.

[Verse]
    Dm*
On a rain slicked avenue  long 
shadows in the night
      C
take off your spike heeled shoes
              Gm
you’ve got to run for your life (run
 for your life).
 Gm*
Razor blade in your pocket  from an 
ex-marine
 C                                 
makes you speed like a rocket  ooh 
    Dm
 it cuts so clean.

[Chorus]
(NB: whole goes up a semitone for 
final verse & chorus)

[Verse]
                D#m*
How come you're playing for borrowed
 time  staring out into space
  C#                            
bad boys and cold comfort  and a 
  D#m
smacked-up face.