Jewel – Do You (Guitar)

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Hey, you say you like the way the cowboys tip their hats and say

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"How's it going Ma'sm."

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But your never quire clear if their glares are sincere 

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or really only just secondhand

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To you it's all roses it's a lavender haze

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The man is a marvel, but it's a shame about his brains

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But that's okay you say, "He's got straight teeth, and it's good sex."

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You look to the sky you look to the man

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You claim innocence and not to understand

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Or do you

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Do you?

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There's a big man wearing a white suit and patent leather shoes

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He wants to take his monkeys to see the kids at the zoo

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'Cause the gypsy at the corner said "Hey, mister, you can't lose."

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And it's your first day on the track you feel that heat on your back

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We all want to find a way to beat the system

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Find some rhythm in the madness

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Get down on your knees and pray

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Say, "I'll do whatever you want, God

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Just let me have my way."

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Or will you

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Will you?

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Come on all you married men, rattle your cry

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Dance with the devil for tomorrow will surely

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Hey, hey, blow the men down

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You with all your cigarettes and cool stares 

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Filled with blank glares and loaded regrets

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Just like the girls today with nothing to say

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No more pigtails and pony rides

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They're sophisticated, they sip on lattes

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And have their eyes on a bigger prize

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We shake our fists and say, Well good golly we're mad,

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That God would kill children with our very own hands."

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We claim innocence and not to understand 

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Or do we

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Do we?

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Come on all you married men, rattle your cry

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Dance with the devil for tomorrow will surely

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Hey, hey, blow the men down

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Blow the men down

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Hey