Mr. Blue Intro: ah yah yah ty Diamonds and things, shiners and dings, powder-puff whore And a backgammon king having a fling behind locked doors It's just a sleepy-time binge, disposable syringe, there's never no more With pin-ups and thugs, dealers and drugs, escaping the boys Straighten your hair, powder your nose, little junkettes Look down on the street, nobody knows about you yet But you're pink as the rose pinned to your clothes, how I'd regret Should your show, come to a close, as (guitaretab.com)
