Niteclub
Old 97'sVersion1
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Eighteen-hundred miles from this old nightclub
A girl is turning 22 today.
How am I supposed to entertain you?
My fingertips are worthless when my mind's so far away.
Eighteen-hundred miles from Manhattan
The nightclub yawns and opens up it's doors.
Thank god that I don't have to pay the cover,
'Cause every night I'm broker than I was the night before
Yeah this old nightclub stole my youth,
This old nightclub stole my true love,
It follows me around from town to town.
I just might get drunk tonight and burn the nightclub down,
I just might get drunk tonight and burn the nightclub down.
Telephones make strangers out of lovers,
Whiskey makes the strangers all look good.
Well my angel of the morning is in mourning.
My life was misspent, don't let me be misunderstood.
And this old nightclub stole my youth,
This old nightclub stole my true love,
It follows me around from town to town.
I just might get drunk tonight and burn the nightclub down,
I just might get drunk tonight and burn the nightclub down.
I just might get drunk tonight and burn the nightclub down.
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Readable chord sheet for Niteclub by Old 97's
[A]Eighteen-hundred miles from this old nightclub [D] A [A]girl is turning 22 today. [E] Ho[A]w am I supposed[C#] to entertain you?[F#] [D] [A]My fingertips are worthless [E]when my mind's so far a[D]way. [A] [A]Eighteen-hundred miles from Manhattan [D] [A]The nightclub yawns and opens up it's doors. [E] T[A]hank god that I don't have to pay [C#]the cover, [F#] [D] [A]'Cause every night I'm broker th[E]an I was the night [D]before [A] Yeah this old nightclub [D]stole my youth, [A] This old nightcl[E]ub stole my true love, [A] It follo[D]ws me around from town to town. [A] [A]I just might get drunk t[E]onight and burn the nigh[D]tclub down, [A] [A]I just might get drunk t[E]onight and burn the nigh[D]tclub down. [A] [D/A] [D/E] [D/F#] [D/E] [A] [E] [D] [A] [A]Telephones make strangers out of lovers, [D] W[A]hiskey makes the strangers all look good. [E] [A]Well my angel of the morning [C#]is in [F#] m[F#]ourning. [D] [A]My life was misspen[E]t, don't let me be misunder[D]stood. [A] And this old nightclu[D]b stole my youth, [A] This old nightcl[E]ub stole my true love, [A] It fol[D]lows me around from town to town. [A] [A]I just might get drunk[E] tonight and burn the n[D]ightclub down, [A] [A]I just might get drunk[E] tonight and burn the n[D]ightclub down. [A] [A]I just might get drunk[E] tonight and burn the n[D]ightclub down. [F#] [D] [A]