[Intro]
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I’m a vendor of quack nostrums born in a Kansas shack
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I came down to Greenwich Village with a tea chest on my back
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I danced a while for Andy and crashed his Cadillac
D7 G
And now I’m just waiting for my ban.
G D C G
Oh does your heroin lose its glamour on the washboard overnight?
D G
When your mother says “Don’t do it” do you crank it up in spite?
D C G
Do you rob your brother’s giro? Do you talk a load of shite?
D D7 G
Does your heroin lose its glamour on the washboard overnight?
G D
I’ve drank too much black coffee, read too much Bill Burroughs
D7 C G
I’ve been a “he”, I’ve been a “she”, a “maybe” and “who knows?”
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I’ve has the CBGBs, I’ve turkeyed way upstate
D7 G
So don’t you rock me, Daddio.
G D C G
Oh does your heroin lose its glamour on the washboard overnight?
D G
When your mother says “Don’t do it” do you crank it up in spite?
D C G
Do you rob your brother’s giro? Do you talk a load of shite?
D D7 G
Does your heroin lose its glamour on the washboard overnight?
G D C G
Does your heroin lose its glamour on the washboard overnight?
D G
When your mother says “Don’t do it” do you crank it up in spite?
D C G
Do you rob your brother’s giro? Do you talk a load of shite?
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Does your heroin lose its glamour
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Does your heroin lose its glamour
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Does your heroin lose its glamour on the washboard overnight?