Capo on 4 Standard tuning Before the bell would ring he had a way like Errol Flynn as he sauntered to the ring with a sheet on. But the late rounds scared the girl, heaven knows she thought the world of Lou, it was hard to see him swaying in the neon. Joey was a no-one, just some big dumb kid from Flushing. He had a face like an ugly bull, always pouting. He hit Louie kind of low and he stumbled on the ropes as the bookies blocked the rows, shouting. Powder your nose, pull off your pan (guitartabs.cc)