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Notes In His Pockets chords

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THE GOOD LIFE - NOTES IN HIS POCKETS

Dm      
Drunk at the bar at last, last call
          A#                Dm
my baby’s home on her night off,
         Dm
So I’m involved in a serious talk
       A#                        Dm
with a girl I had known growing up.
            A#             Dm
So we buy a six; decide to split –
          A#            Dm
she has a downtown apartment.
              A                  A#
She opens the door, falls to the floor,
           Dm             A#              Gm              A
says, “I’m bitter sick of sweet and pure, take me now I’m yours.”

Dm           A#       Gm            A    
Notes in his pockets, rumors in the mill,
Dm                    A#           Gm       A
phone calls after the bars close – unlisted numbers.
            A#                 Dm
If she only knew, then he’d be through
        A#                    Dm
but who knows which parts are true.
                 A                       A#
She hates how it looks, but what can she do?
    Dm               A#                  Gm              A
The girls all talk behind her back, they say she’s being used.

        Dm
At Sullivan’s drinking with Justin,
             A#             Dm
he says he’s seen my ex-girlfriend.
              Dm
She’s back in town – and what’s worse
         A#                 Dm
he knows where and when she works.
            A#              Dm
So we head over to the Underwood,
              A#             Dm
she’s trading shots with regulars:
               A                     A#
She gives me a hug ‘til our hips are flush
       Dm                A#                   Gm                A
says, “Boy, we’ve hardly kept in touch – it’s time for catching up.”

Dm           A#       Gm            A
Notes in his pockets, rumors in the mill.
Dm                    A#           Gm          A
Phone calls after the bars close – unlisted numbers.
            A#               Dm
Still, he insists on his innocence;
           A#               Dm
says those girls are all gossips.
                     A                     A#
She’s gotta drop the axe –catch him in the act
         Dm               A#                Gm               A
with his shame around his ankles, chain the guilt around his neck.




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