Maxine
Am - G - Am
Am
1. Creases in your white dress, bruises on your bare skin,
G Am
looks
like another fine mess you’ve got yourself into.
Am
What’s the matter with you, has
the cat got your tongue ?
G Am
Well, if you don’t like the
beat, don’t play with the drum.
Dm F Dm
Maxine, you’re not the only one to take the whole world on,
Am
but no one’s ever won.
Dm F Dm
Maxine, case one-three-five-two, a red and green tattoo,
Am
eyes cold steel blue.
Am
2. On a rain slicked avenue, long shadows in the night,
G
take
off your spike heeled shoes,
Am
you’ve
got to run for your life (run for your
life).
Am
Razor blade in your pocket, from
an ex-marine,
G Am
makes
you speed like a rocket, ooh,
it cuts so clean.
+ CHORUS (capo 6th from here) + A - E -
G - D - A - D - G - F
Am
3. How come you're playing for borrowed time, staring out into space,
G
Am
bad boys and cold comfort, and a
smacked-up face.
+ CHORUS (2x) ....
(orig. = capo 5th) (Sharon
O’Neill)