The ponies [Fm] run the girls are [C7] young
The odds are [Fm] there to [Fm] beat
You win a [Fm] while and then it’s [C7] done
Your little [C#] winning streak
And summoned [Bbm] now to [C7] deal
With your [Fm] invinci-[Eb] ble [Ddim] defeat
You live your [Bbm] life as if it’s [C7] real
[C#] Thousand [Eb] kisses [Fm] deep
I’m turning [Fm] tricks I’m getting [C7] fixed
I’m back on [Fm] Boogie street [Fm]
You lose your [Fm] grip and then you [C7] slip
Into the [C#] masterpiece
And maybe [Bbm] I had miles [C7] to drive
[Fm] And promis-[Eb] es to [Ddim] keep
You ditch it [Bbm] all to stay [C7] alive
[C#] Thousand [Eb] kisses [Fm] deep
[Fm][C7][Fm][Fm][Fm][C7][C#][C#]
And sometimes [Bbm] when the night is [C7] slow
[Fm] The wretch-[Eb] ed and the [Ddim] meek
We gather [Bbm] up our hearts [C7] and go
[C#] Thousand [Eb] kisses [Fm] deep
Confined to [Fm] sex we pressed [C7] against
The limits [Fm] of the [Fm] sea
I saw there [Fm] were no [C7] oceans left
[Fm] For scaven-[Eb] gers like [C#] me
I made it [Bbm] to the forward [C7] deck
[Fm] I blessed our [Eb] remnant [Ddim] fleet
And then [Bbm] consented to be [C7] wrecked
[C#] Thousand [Eb] kisses [Fm] deep
I’m turning [Fm] tricks I’m getting [C7] fixed
I’m back on [Fm] Boogie [Fm] Street
I guess they [Fm] won’t exchange [C7] the gifts
That you were [C#] meant to keep
And quiet [Bbm] is the thought [C7] of you
[Fm] The file [Eb] on you com-[Ddim] plete
Except what [Bbm] we forgot to [C7] do
[C#] Thousand [Eb] kisses [Fm] deep
[Fm][C7][Fm][Fm][Fm][C7][C#][C#]
And sometimes [Bbm] when the night is [C7] slow
[Fm] The [Eb] wretched and the [C#] meek
We gather [Bbm] up our hearts [C7] and go
[C#] Thousand [Eb] kisses [Fm] deep
The ponies [Fm] run the girls are [C7] young
The odds are [Fm] there to [Fm] beat
You win a [Fm] while and then it’s [C7] done
Your little [C#] winning streak
And summoned [Bbm] now to [C7] deal
With your [Fm] [Eb] invincible de-[Ddim] feat
You live your [Bbm] life as if it’s [C7] real
[C#] Thousand [Eb] kisses [Fm] deep
[Fm][C7][Fm][Fm][Fm][C7][C#][C#]