I caught you knock ing at my (D)cel lar door.

I love you, ba by.

Can I (Gm)have some more?

Ooh,

the dam age done.

I hit the cit y and I (D)lost my band,

I watched the nee dle take an (Gm)oth er man.

Gone,

(F)gone, the dam age done.

I sing the song be cause I (D)love the man.

I know that some of you don’t un der stand;

milk

(F)blood to keep from run ning out.

I’ve seen the nee dle and the (D)dam age done,

a lit tle part of it in (Gm)ev ’ry one,

but ev ’ry junk ie’s like a (F)set ting sun.