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Intro: | Am7 | x8 Am7 She likes a man with a broken nose Am7 Lucky for me, I suppose Am7 Shots coming in like the monthly bills Am7 Soon they'll be saying I'm over the hill Am7 Well the bell goes clang and you're on your own Am7 You take your medicine and go home Am7 You take it like a man, on the chin Am7 And you don't make a fuss when the towel comes in C Am7 Now let me go home, got to lay in ice F Am7 And I don't want to hear no more advice C Just give me my clothes Am7 Get me out of this place G Am7 F C How many more stitches in my face? Am7 Those broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em Am7 Broken bones, you carry 'em home Am7 Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em Am7 Broken bones, you carry 'em home | Am7 | x8 Am7 He had the punch lines, I was the joke Am7 Every shot felt like something broke Am7 It was all much more than a man should stand Am7 And I finally went down to a big right hand C Am7 Now let me go home, got to lay in ice F Am7 And I don't want to hear no more advice C Just give me my clothes Am7 Get me out of this place G Am7 F C How many more stitches in my face? Am7 Those broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em Am7 Broken bones, you carry 'em home Am7 Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em Am7 Broken bones, you carry 'em home Am7 Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em Am7 Broken bones, you carry 'em home Am7 Broken bones, you pick 'em up and carry 'em Am7 Broken bones, you carry 'em home | Am7 | x49 :)
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