Fm6/Ab ... Bb7 ... F [VERSE I] C Dm Man, she punched me like a dude Fdim7 Hold your mad hands, I cried Gm7 ‘Tis a pity she was a whore F ‘Tis my curse, I suppose C That was patrol Dm That was patrol Fdim7 This is the war [INSTRUMENTAL] Fm6/Ab ... F/A [VERSE II] C Dm Black struck the kiss, she kept my cock Fo7 Smote the mistress, drifting on Gm7 ‘Tis a pity she was a whore F She stole my purse, with rattling speed C That was patrol Dm This is the war Fo7 ‘Tis a pity she was a whore [INSTRUMENTAL] Fm6/Ab ... Bb7/Ab ... F [VERSE III] C Dm Man, she punched me like a dude Fdim7 Hold your mad hands, I cried Gm7 ‘Tis a pity she was a whore F ‘Tis my fate, I suppose C For, that was patrol Dm That was patrol Fdim7 F/A ‘Tis a pity she was a whore [OUTRO] F/A C Am Fdim7 ‘Tis a pity she was a whore Fm6/Ab Woo! Bb7/Ab Ahh! Woo! F7 F7 Woo!
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