Intro:
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Verse 1:
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Virginia was a "lot lizard" from F. L. a
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She had a compound fracture in the "trunk"
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It started when she ran away
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Thumbs out on the interstate
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She hitched a ride to misery
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   "Mr. Whirly" had a catastrophic incident
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He fell into the city by the bay
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He liquidated his estate
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Now he sleeps upon the Haight
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Panhandling misery
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   And he's gonna get high, high, high

Chorus:
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When he's low, low, low
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The fire burns from better days
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And she screams "why, oh, why?"
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I said I  don't know
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The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
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Of misery

Verse 2:
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Well, Vinnie was a hustler out of Amsterdam
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He ran the drug cartel in "Tinseltown"
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They found him in a Cadillac
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Bludgeoned with a baseball bat in the name

Of misery
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   Then Gina hit the road to New York City
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Mysteriously the night Vinnie croaked
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She stopped in Vegas to elope
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With Virginia and the dope
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That kissed the bride eternally
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   And he's gonna get high, high, high

Chorus:
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When he's low, low, low
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The fire burns from better days
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And she screams "why, oh, why?"
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I said I  don't know
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The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
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Of misery

Interlude:
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Well, hell hounds on your trail now once again, boy
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It's groping on your leg until it sleeps
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The emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow
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Cause it's not what you make, it's what you leave

Solo 1:
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   F7 Bbm

Solo 2:
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   F7

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   And he's gonna get high, high, high

Chorus:
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When he's low, low, low
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The fire burns from better days
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And she screams "why, oh, why?"
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I said I  don't know
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The catastrophic hymns from yesterday

Of misery

Outro: Bbm
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