Your Little Hoodrat Friend   Hold Steady

The Verse:
Beggining
Palm Muted
G-C-Em-F-C
yr little hoodrat friend makes me sick
but after i get sick i just get sad.
because it burns being broke
and it hurts to be heartbroken
but always being both must be a drag.
she's been calling me again. (Stop Palm Muting)
she's been calling me again.
(Start Palm Muting)
yr little hoodrat friend's been calling me again.
and i can't stand all the things that she sticks into her skin.
like sharpened ballpoint pens. and steel guitar strings.
she says it hurts. but it's worth it.
tiny little text etched into her neck
it said "jesus lived and died for all your sins."
 she's got blue black ink and it's scratched into her lower back.
it said: "damn right i'll rise again." yeah, damn right you'll rise again.
(Stop Palm Muting)
G-D-C (E-F-F#-G Palm muted)
i've been dusted in the dark up in penetration park.
i've been plastered.
 i've been shaking hard and searching in a dirty storefront church. i've been plowed.
(G-D-C)
but i ain't ever been with your little hoodrat friend. what makes you think i'm getting 
your little hoodrat friend?

G-C-Em-F-C (Start Palm Muting)
yr little hoodrat friend got me high though.
 we were 17 and stuck up in osseo.
 she said it's funny even true love gets troubled by stillwater
and washed up in the mississippi river.
her claddagh ring was pointed at the people.
 she said "st. theresa comes to me in dreams." she said
"i ain't gonna do anything sexual with you.
i'm kinda saving myself for the scene."

G-D-C (E-F-F#-G Palm muted)
i've been dusted in the dark up in penetration park.
i've been plastered.
 i've been shaking hard and searching in a dirty storefront church.
i've been plowed.
(G-D-C)
but i ain't ever been with your little hoodrat friend. what makes you think i'm getting 
your little hoodrat friend?
(Keyboards hold a G)
she said: city center used to be the center of the scene. now city center's over. no one 
goes there. then we used to drink beneath this railroad bridge. some nites the bus 
even stop. there were just way too many kids.
G-D-C (E-F-F#-G Palm muted)
i was waiting for my ride and i got jumped from behind.
i got punctured.
 i got stopped by the cops. they found it in my sox.
 and i got probed.
G-D-C
 but i ain't ever been with your little hoodrat friend. what makes you think i'm getting 
your little hoodrat friend?