Year: 1998 - Album: Tracks (4CD)
Written by Bruce Springsteen
A Amaj7 Met her at a friendly little bar down along the coast A D She said it was her birthday so we had us a nice little toast A Amaj7 Drove around for a while, smoked a few cigarettes A D Took her back to my place, she slipped off her party dress E D She sat for a while on the edge of the bed just talkin' A D A D Loose change in my pocket A D A Loose change in my pocket A Amaj7 Pint of gin in my boot cuff, I'm drivin' for a drink and a dance A D Sittin' on the next stool, miss a-little-time-on-her-hands A Amaj7 Yeah I knew she was trouble, but trouble sure was lookin' fine A D And when I pulled her close what I knew kinda slipped my mind E D We lay in bed and watched the moon come up crawling A D A D Loose change in my pocket A D A Loose change in my pocket D I pour another drink, wait for the night to get through D A Stars are burning in that black void so far away and blue A Amaj7 Now I'm sittin' at a red light I feel somethin' tickin' way down A D The night's moving like a slow train crawling through this shithole town A Amaj7 Got my bags packed in the back and I'm tryin' to get going again A D But red just goes to green and green goes red and then E D Then all I hear's the clock on the dash tick-tocking A D A D Loose change in my pocket A D A D A Loose change in my pocket
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