G7 C7 Take your hands outta my pocket, baby G7 C7 G7 I ain't got nothin' let to loan to you C7 Take your hands outta my pocket C7 G7 Am Bm A#m Am I ain't got nothin' left to loan to you D7 C7 If you don't take your hand out C7 G7 C7 G7 D7 I'm gonna call the police on you I got hip to your record The first thirty-five seconds I got in town, now I got hip, hip to your record The first thirty-five seconds that I got in town If you don't take your fingers off my wallet I believe the man, is gonna take you down, now Whoa, yeah Play the blues, n' blow I don't mean anybody no harm I just want what belong to me I don't mean no one, no harm, no-no I just want, just want what belong to me So, if ya take your hand outta my pocket, hu! I'll ask the judge to set you free Oh yeah Подобрать аккорды без баррэ | ТональностьСбросить Размер шрифтаСбросить Аппликатуры аккордовA#m ![]() Am ![]() Bm ![]() C7 ![]() D7 ![]() G7 ![]() |