I Lost All My Money At The Cock Fights

All the boys are begging for her,
Reaching long to grab her clothes to
Pull her in every direction and
Throw some game that won't win.

This girl, she's looking at me
A glance over then down at her drink.
I think's got the right idea.
I think's got [Fm7]the ɾight idea.

'You come with me, we should leave,
There's nothing interesting in this joint,
We pull stares from the whole crew,
And you [A7ace like [F]you [A7never even knew.'

We move out to [C7]the stɾeet
It's ɾaining hard - coming down in sheets.
She takes my [A]hands, pulls hard,
And then we make the dash to [C7]the car.
I think's got [Fm7]the ɾight idea,
I think's got [Fm7]the ɾight idea,
'We're not going anywhere,'
She said, 'We'll just stay here.'

'You come with me now, we won't leave,
I'll show you [A7something interesting.'

Her hair stɾeaked her shirt with ɾain
And that did something to [C7]me.