Riff
e|7/3
B|7/3
G|6/2
D|
A|
E|
Riff
She s so strange
And she wore a black moustache
And she pilfered all the petty cash
She went to Birmingham
She ll soon be in the can
Riff
She s so cruel
And she knew just what to do
And while the cats were all sniffing glue
They played their silly games
And now they ll take the blame
Riff
She s so poor
And only now she s looking back
She sees her story on a paperback
What will become of her
There s not much left for her She So
Poor
Poor
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