Tom Waits - Christmas card from a hooker in minneapolis

^F# hey Charley I'm pr^Bbegnant ^Band living on 9th street ^F# right above a ^Bbdirty bookstore ^B off Euclid avenue ^F# and I stopped taking d^Bbope and ^BI quit drinking whiskey and my ^Abmold man plays the tr^Bbmombone and ^Bworks out^Dbm at the tr^F#ack.

^F# and he says that he ^Bbloves me ^B even though its not his baby ^F# and he says that he'll ^Bbraise him up like h^Be would his own son ^F# and he gave me a ^Bbring that was ^Ebmworn by his mother and^B he takes me out d^Dbancin every^B satur^Dbmday nig^F#ht.

^F# and hey Charley I ^Bbthink about you ^B everytime I pass a fillin' station ^F# on account of all the gr^Bbease you^B'd wear in your hair ^F# and I still have that re^Bbcord of l^Ebmittle anthony & th^F#e imperials but^B someone stole my record player ^Dbm how do you like t^F#hat' ^Bb

^Ebm hey Charley I ^Dbmalmost went crazy ^Abm after mario got ^Dbmbusted ^B so I went back to ^DbOmaha to ^F#live with my f^Bbolks ^Ebm but everyone I ^Dbused to know was either ^Bdead or in prison ^Abm came back to M^Bbminneapolis this ^Btime I think I'm gonna stay.

^F# hey Charley I think I^Bb'm happy ^B for the first time since my accident ^F# and I wish I had ^Bball the money that we use^Bd to spend on dope ^F# I'd buy me a used ^Bbcar lot and I ^Ebmwouldn't sell any of em I'd just ^Bdrive a different c^Dbar every day de^Bpendin on^Db how I fee^F#l.

^F# hey Charley^Bb for chrissakes ^B do you want to know the truth of it' ^F# I don't have^Bb a husband ^B he don't play the trombone ^F# and I need to borrow^Bb money to^Ebm pay this lawyer and Cha^F#rley, hey I'll be e^Bligible for parole come valentines d^F#ay.