I sat upon the stage where the audience was paid
Fm Gto watch the real men of the night
C G Am Gi didnt have a clue what all the others tried to do
so i keep steeling for the light
corus
F Fm C C/B Amso, why do you make me say your lies
why do you make me say
(NEXT VERSE)
(then)
Down at the club where the average men go
Fmhe doesnt ask much for his money
Ches goin to work well hes goin to be late
he presses his luck its not funny
(i think thats about it)
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