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Stuck In Indianapolis

Bottle Rockets
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D-DU-UDU
Got  a tow, from  a guy named Joe.
Cost  sixty dollars hope I don't run  outta dough.
Told  me 'bout a sex offense put him three days  in jail,
Stuck  in Indianapolis hope I live to tell  the tale.
 Can't  go west, can't go  East,
 I'm stuck  in Indianapolis, with a fuel pump  that's deceased.
Ten  days on the road now I'm four hours from my hometown
 Is this Hell  or Indianapolis, with no way to get  around.
 Called my girl to tell her all the trouble that I had.
 First time I called her in ten days, guess that made her mad.
 ?Far as she's concerned I'm stuck here in this Hoosier State.?
 Stuck in Indianapolis with no way to set things straight.
 Sittin' in this bar is gettin' more than I can stand,
 If I could catch a ride, would they think I ditched this band.
 Who knows what this repair'll cost, scared to spend a dime.
 I'll puke if that jukebox plays John Cougar one more time!
 But if I ever leave here I hope never to return,
 If I get that van back, man the road I'm gonna burn.
 Right now my future's in the hands of the boys down at Firestone.
 Stuck in Indianapolis, feelin' all alone.

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Readable chord sheet for Stuck In Indianapolis by Bottle Rockets

[G]Got a tow, from[D] a guy named Joe.
[Am]Cost sixty dollars hope I don't ru[C]n outta dough.       [G]
[G]Told me 'bout a sex offense put him three da[D]ys in jail,
[Am]Stuck in Indianapolis hope I live to t[C]ell the tale.       [G]

C[G]an't  go west,  can't [D]go East,
I'm st[Am]uck in Indianapolis, with a fuel pump[C] that's deceased.         [G]
[G]Ten days on the road now I'm four hours from my [D]hometown
Is this H[Am]ell or Indianapolis, with no way to ge[C]t around.        [G]
Called my girl to tell her all the trouble that I had.
First time I called her in ten days, guess that made her mad.
?Far as she's concerned I'm stuck here in this Hoosier State.?
Stuck in Indianapolis with no way to set things straight.

Sittin' in this bar is gettin' more than I can stand,
If I could catch a ride, would they think I ditched this band.
Who knows what this repair'll cost, scared to spend a dime.
I'll puke if that jukebox plays John Cougar one more time!
But if  I ever leave here I hope never to return,
If I get that van back, man the road I'm gonna burn.
Right now my future's in the hands of the boys down at Firestone.
Stuck in Indianapolis, feelin' all alone.

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