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	  Am 
You're nothin but a, a big mouth 
Such a tough talker from the deep south 
Em 
Well I'm a, a sore loser I'm a sure doubt 
Am 
You wanna come closer well come on and find out 
I try to pay attention, try to speak clear 
I never, I never tell you what you, you want to hear 
Em 
But if ya, ya don't like it you could cover your ears 
Am 
I put the pedal to the floor but I forgot just how to steer 

F 
So, you better back up 
D 
I'll show you bad luck 
C                                            G 
Ooh you got me shakin in my boots like I was seventeen 
Am 
My tongue's a match and all my veins are full of gasoline 
F 
I come upon ya like a hit of methamphetamine 
G 
Eyes roll back in your head 
C                                    G 
Well I tell you right now, you better watch your back 
Am 
You can talk dirty til your tongue turns black 
F                                                 G 
But if you're throwin into me I'm gonna throw it right back at you 

Am 
Well you got, dirty pictures in your black book 
You got, dead bodies in your back brooke 
Em 
You got a bad luck flag hanging on a hook 
Am 
Right in front of your house, well all your neighbors had to look 
So I crawl to the top of the escalator 
With my ten dirty fingers push the hell out of the ‘vator 
Em 
Because their misbehavior's my solitary savior 
Am 
So it's better that I give it to you now instead of later 

F 
So, you better back up 
D 
I'll show you bad luck 
C                                            G 
Ooh you got me shakin in my boots like I was seventeen 
Am 
My tongue's a match and all my veins are full of gasoline 
F 
I come upon ya like a hit of methamphetamine 
G 
Eyes roll back in your head 
C                                    G 
Well I tell you right now, you better watch your back 
Am 
You can talk dirty til your tongue turns black 
F                                                 G 
But if you're throwin into me I'm gonna throw it right back at you 

Am 
Ba ba da da, ba ba ba da ba, oh 

D 

F 
So, you better back up 
D 
I'll show you bad luck 
C                                            G 
Ooh you got me shakin in my boots like I was seventeen 
Am 
My tongue's a match and all my veins are full of gasoline 
F 
I come upon ya like a hit of methamphetamine 
G 
Eyes roll back in your head 
C                                    G 
Well I tell you right now, you better watch your back 
Am 
You can talk dirty til your tongue turns black 
F                                                 G 
But if you're throwin into me I'm gonna throw it right back at you