BB They shot a movie once in my home townA B Every body was in it from miles aroundB Out at the speedway some kinda Elvis thing A B A (strum once and hold) Well I ain't no movie star but I can get behind anythingB Yeah I can get behind anything.B Get it out get it all outB Yeah stretch that thingA Make it last make it all lastB At least until the supper bell ringsB Well the taxi driver like his rhythm never like the stopsA Throes of passion throes of passionB When something just threw him offE Sometimes the faster it getsE The less you need to knowF# But you gotta rememberF# The smarter it gets the further it's going to goB When you blow at high doughB When you blow at high doughB Whoa baby I feel fineB I'm pretty sure it's genuineA It makes no sense how it makes no senseB But I'll take it free any timeB Whoever fits her usually gets herB It was the strangest thingA How she moved so fast, moved so fastB Into that wedding ringE Sometimes the faster it getsE The less you need to knowF# But you gotta rememberF# The smarter it gets the further it's going to go B (strum and slide) When you blow at high doughB When you blow at high doughB Out at the speedway, same Elvis thingA B Well I can't catch her, but I can get behind anythingB Yeah I can get behind anythingB Well I can get behind anything [Instrumental]B A B A BE Well sometimes the faster it getsE The less you need to knowF# But you gotta rememberF# The smarter it gets the further it's going to goB When you blow at high doughB When you blow at high doughB Yeah blow at high dough. Hmmmm blow at high dough. Ahhhh blow. Ahhhhh hhmmm.B Out at the speedway, same Elvis thing
Blow At High Dough
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