Do You Chords

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Hey, you say you like the way the cowboys tip their hats and say
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"How's it going Ma'sm."
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But your never quire clear if their glares are sincere 
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or really only just secondhand
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To you it's all roses it's a lavender haze
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The man is a marvel, but it's a shame about his brains
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But that's okay you say, "He's got straight teeth, and it's good sex."
 
CHORUS
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You look to the sky you look to the man
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You claim innocence and not to understand
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Or do you
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Do you?
 
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There's a big man wearing a white suit and patent leather shoes
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He wants to take his monkeys to see the kids at the zoo
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'Cause the gypsy at the corner said "Hey, mister, you can't lose."
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And it's your first day on the track you feel that heat on your back
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We all want to find a way to beat the system
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Find some rhythm in the madness
 
CHORUS
     C                     G
Get down on your knees and pray
     C
Say, "I'll do whatever you want, God
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Just let me have my way."
 
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Or will you
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Will you?
 
Bridge
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Come on all you married men, rattle your cry
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Dance with the devil for tomorrow will surely
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Hey, hey, blow the men down
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You with all your cigarettes and cool stares 
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Filled with blank glares and loaded regrets
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Just like the girls today with nothing to say
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No more pigtails and pony rides
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They're sophisticated, they sip on lattes
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And have their eyes on a bigger prize
 
CHORUS
     C
We shake our fists and say, Well good golly we're mad,
     G
That God would kill children with our very own hands."
     C                           G
We claim innocence and not to understand 
 
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Or do we
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Do we?
 
Bridge
 Em                            A
Come on all you married men, rattle your cry
 Em                            A
Dance with the devil for tomorrow will surely
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Hey, hey, blow the men down
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Blow the men down
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Hey
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