A Amaj7 Met her at a friendly little bar down along the coastA D She said it was her birthday so we had us a nice little toastA Amaj7 Drove around for a while, smoked a few cigarettesA D Took her back to my place, she slipped off her party dressE D She sat for a while on the edge of the bed just talkin'A D A D Loose change in my pocketA D A Loose change in my pocketA Amaj7 Pint of gin in my boot cuff, I'm drivin' for a drink and a danceA D Sittin' on the next stool, miss a-little-time-on-her-handsA Amaj7 Yeah I knew she was trouble, but trouble sure was lookin' fineA D And when I pulled her close what I knew kinda slipped my mindE D We lay in bed and watched the moon come up crawlingA D A D Loose change in my pocketA D A Loose change in my pocketD I pour another drink, wait for the night to get throughD A Stars are burning in that black void so far away and blueA Amaj7 Now I'm sittin' at a red light I feel somethin' tickin' way downA D The night's moving like a slow train crawling through this shithole townA Amaj7 Got my bags packed in the back and I'm tryin' to get going againA D But red just goes to green and green goes red and thenE D Then all I hear's the clock on the dash tick-tockingA D A D Loose change in my pocketA D A D A Loose change in my pocket
Loose Change
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