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A A7 E E7
B B7 E A E B

[ Verse 1]

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Little black girl, in a red dress,
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 on a hot night with a broken shoe
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Little black girl, you should've 
never left home
E
There's probably someone still 
waitin' up for you
B                                 
It's cold back in Chicago but the 
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Los Angeles street is worse
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All you got is twenty-nine 
          A             B   Bb B
dollars and an alligator purse


[Verse 2]

E
See that vulture in the Fleetwood 
with the chartreuse hood
A
Sees you're tryin' to get your 
bearings
E                               
Say hey baby which way's the main 
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stem
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Wherever you say you're from, he'll 
say he grew up there himself
E                                 
He gonna come on and make you feel
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 like you grew up right next door to
 him
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Take a left on Central, he gonna 
throw it in reverse
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All you got is twenty-nine 
          A             B  Bb  B
dollars and an alligator purse

[Verse 3]

E
He gonna come on just like a 
gentleman
Continues after the ad
A
And oh baby you're gonna be a little
 shy
E                                 
You say your ex-old man was a sax 
                               E7
player, he says Baby I used to play 
bass with Sly
A                                  
And you say you like his Cadillac, 
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says honey I got two or three
E                              
Sweetheart you're sure fortunate 
            E7
that you ran into me
B                                 
You've done a dime in the joint 
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you figure nothin' could be worse
E     A           E             
Than twenty-nine dollars and an 
A             B
alligator purse

[Verse 4]

E
Got Pharoh on 8-track you start 
smokin' a little boo
E                                 
Thinkin' gettin' out of Chicago 
                 E7
was just about the best thing that's
 ever happened to you
A                                 
You startin' to like it already 
        A7
this cat seems to be cool
E                            
I know a good old jailhouse in 
                     E7
West-Hollywood, be just right for 
you
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He ain't no good Samaritan he gonna 
make sure he's reimbursed
E                A           E  
A lot more than twenty-nine 
           A            B
dollars and an alligator purse


[Instrumental]

E x4
A x2
E x2
B B7 E A E A B

[Verse 5]

E
And when the streets get hungry baby
 and you almost hear em growl
E                                 
Someones savin a place for you 
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when the dogs begin to howl
A                                 
And the streets are dead they 
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creep up and take whatever's left on
 the bone
E                              
And remember suckers always make 
            E7
mistakes, when they're far away from
 home
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Chicken in the pot, whoever gets 
there first is gonna get themselves
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Twenty-nine dollars and an 
          B Bb B
alligator purse

[Verse 6]

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And the siren's just an epilogue, 
   A
the cops here always get there too 
late
E                                 
They always stop for coffee on 
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their way to the scene of the crime
A                                 
They always try so hard to look 
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just like movie stars
E                                 
But they couldn't catch a cold, 
         E7
baby don't waste your dime
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She's lucky to be alive the doctor 
whispered to the nurse
              A                    
She only lost half a pint of blood 
              E             A     
twenty-nine dollars and an 
       B
alligator purse


[Instrumental Outro]

E x4
A x2
E x2
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