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Niteclub

Old 97's
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D-DU-UDU
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]

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