| G | |
| Senorita, looks like you, ain't done nothin' good women |
| C | |
| Ain't supposed | to do, |
| G | G | |
| Aw no, | no, no, no, |
| D | |
| I | seen her downtown 'bout an hour ago, |
| C | G | |
| behind the glass at the | peep show, |
| D | |
| I got nervous 'cause I don't know, |
| C | D | |
| Can she see | me behind that | window? |
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| G | |
| It's | almost nine and I'm back in line, |
| C | |
| I can't get the girl with the Spanish tears out of | my mind, |
| G | G | |
| I've got to make her | mine, all mine, |
| D | |
| 'Cause | something here's a-wrong, she don't belong, |
| C | G | |
| She | ought-ta be back where | she's from, |
| D | |
| Well, maybe back home is Mexico City, man, |
| C | D | |
| I don't know, but she | sure is pretty. |
| C | G | |
| Well, | God don't make lonely | girls, |
| D | |
| He sure didn't, want 'em in this world, |
| C | G | |
| And | God don't make lonely | girls. |
| D | C | |
| Yeah, yeah, | yeah, do doot doot do. |
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| G | |
| Now, | when I make that girl all mine, |
| C | |
| I'm gonna stand by her once I get inside of | her barbed wire, |
| G | G | |
| Once I get | inside, |
| D | |
| I | bet she'd look good in a brand new dress, |
| C | G | |
| She | never felt good in her | fishnet, |
| D | |
| She's got to be this town's best mess, |
| C | D | |
| But it ain't | nothin' that her face | would suggest, |
| C | G | |
| Well, | God don't make lonely | girls, |
| D | |
| He sure didn't, want 'em in this world, |
| C | G | |
| And | God don't make lonely | girls. |
| D | C | |
| Yeah, yeah, | yeah, do doot doot do. |
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| G | |
| Got to make her see I'm a guarantee, |
| C | |
| Oh, if she'd only come along with | me, |
| G | G | |
| Well, I can make her | see, |
| D | |
| We're gonna take a walk right through these walls, |
| C | G | |
| She's | comin' home with | me, |
| D | |
| I ain't even gonna touch her at all, man, |
| C | D | |
| I'm | only gonna lay awake and | watch her sleep, |
| C | G | |
| Well, | God don't make lonely | girls, |
| D | |
| He sure didn't, want 'em in this world, |
| C | G | |
| I | know God don't make lonely | girls. |
| D | C | |
| Yeah, yeah, | yeah, do doot doot do. |
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