Weird On The Avenue

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 [G]            I [C]think the handcuffs a[G]re a bit much

 [C]            I don't r[Am]ecall ever losing my touch

 [D]            But just t[F]o hold you wouldn't be fair

 [D]            Not only c[G]avemen enjoy pulling hair

             There's a tattoo parlor down the street
             A tattooed face often does look so sweet
             They call it Weird on the Avenue
             With all that's been done now what could be new?

 [Am]            They sa[Em]y you're a ten

 [Am]            I g[D]uess that means ten dollars a night

             Your piercings say you're on a crusade
             But down that street, baby, there's no parade
             They call it Weird on the Avenue
             With all that's been done now what could be new?

             They say you're a ten
             I guess that means ten dollars a night

             I see your neck has found the noose
             I'm not a cop haven't lived your abuse
             The Avenue has lead me to here
             I'm holding back all my tears for you, weird