Finger

G#m                               
I got my finger wrapped around 
          B
your mistakes
G#m                               B
I let you linger, I like the taste
G#m                               
Oh quite a vixen on your family 
  B
tree
G#m                               
You pour my whiskey, stand next to
   B
 me

[Bridge]
C#m                       E
I got no time to keep you off my 
mind
C#m                           
I see you walking, where's your 
  E
alibi?

[Chorus]
B                          C#m
Leather jacket cold sweats hot 
morning cigarettes
G#m
Straighten up your tie in your 
Sunday best
B                     C#m
Lucky bets big checks glass eye 
haven't slept
G#m
When he come around he'll put a slug
 in your chest
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B                   C#m
Ain't a game such a shame running 
from the blame
G#m
His finger on the trigger in a 
blackout car
B                              
Shoulda wrote a letter shoulda lived
C#m
 a little better shoulda
G#m
Got out of town like a shooting star

[BDA K]
G#m G#m G#m G#m G#m G#m G#m B

[Verse 2]
G#m                               
Five dozen roses in the back of 
      B
the room
G#m                               
Mixed with a gallon of your, pink 
       B
perfume
G#m                        
It's quite a mixture of your 
                B
favorite fumes
G#m                            
Don't act so trixie, howl at the 
      B
moon

[Bridge]
C#m                       E
I got no time to keep you off my 
mind
C#m                           
I see you walking, where's your 
  E
alibi?


[Chorus]
B                          C#m
Leather jacket cold sweats hot 
morning cigarettes
G#m
Straighten up your tie in your 
Sunday best
B                     C#m
Lucky bets big checks glass eye 
haven't slept
G#m
When he come around he'll put a slug
 in your chest
B                   C#m
Ain't a game such a shame running 
from the blame
G#m
His finger on the trigger in a 
blackout car
B                              
Shoulda wrote a letter shoulda lived
C#m
 a little better shoulda
G#m
Got out of town like a shooting star