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Dm7 Hello to you, my sweet young friends Have you got money perhaps you could lend? I wash my leather face in the afternoon sun My shirt's turn my time's near done F G Touching the untouchables but they don't know Bb C Respect the disrespectables, but in the end you know Dm7 You turn away, what can I say? Dm7 Spend my nights in the telephone booth I make sure I leave the phone off the hook There are no Jones' and I pay no rent I have to stand straight because my back's so bent F G Tell my secretary I ain't takin' any calls, Bb C And if you want to find me, just ask the boys... Dm7 Down at the wall...That's where I'll be... Oh... Dm Dm7 Dm/Bb Dm/A Dm Dm7 Dm/Bb Dm/A Dm Dm7 Dm/Bb Dm/A Oh oh oh oh Dm Dm7 Dm/Bb Dm/A Oh oh oh oh Dm Dm7 Dm/Bb Dm/A Oh oh oh oh Dm Dm7 Dm/Bb Dm/A A G7/4 Oh oh oh oh Dm7 Park bench and cigarettes Can you help me get off this fence? Can't you see, I'm just an old man Tryin' hard, do what I can F G Touching the untouchables but they don't know Bb C Respect the disrespectables, but in the end you know Dm7 You turn away, what can I say? G7/4 Bb6/9 You'll never, never know C4 Dm7 You'll never know
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