Legend

 A
Well someone find his manager
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He's doin' it again
A
He's stumbled to the lobby
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With his little Pepsi friend
             A
There's no use trying to talk to him
          D
It's drivin' round the bend

A
I was hopin', after Friday,
        D
we'd be spared another bout
        A
But if we don't get him back to bed
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They're gonna throw us out
                   A
When the mounties hit the lobby
         D
He started to shout

(little riff)

And he said
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Have you got any idea
        E
Who I think I am
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If you could see me on the stage
       D
 You'd understand
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Fame and fortune's just a matter 
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of time
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He's a legend in his own mind

(same chords as 1st verse and 
chorus)

With hot blood and alcohol coursing 
through his veins
A runaway stage coach with no one at
 the reins
I've gotta hand it to him
He's got more guts than brains
Just said Kiss off

Have you got any idea
Who I think I am
I'm a helluva guy
I'm a one-man band
Fame and fortune's just a matter of 
time
He's a legend in his own mind