Saint Motel – Ace In The Hole (Guitar)

          C/E
She's got style she's got grace,

       C
An appetite for expensive taste,

              Em
They made the angels in her mold,

         Em                 D
Feels at home in a centerfold.

          C/E  
Don't try lines and don't try jokes,

            C
She eats up men like Hall & Oates,

           Em 
There's no tricks that you can try,

           Em                 D
There's no gifts money can buy.

Am
Put your hands up,

Am
Before she turns and walks away.

C
This is your one shot,

Em
Time for your ace in the hole.

Am
Put your hands up,

Am
Before she turns and walks away.

C
This is your one shot,

Em                       F
Time for your ace in the hole.

F
Time for your ace in the hole

         C/E
Put your quarters in the slot,

         C
Hope and pray for a jackpot,

       Em
Better chances with the dice,

              Em                D
Than take her home with you tonight.

            C/E 
She doesn't bother finding love,

            C
There is no man that's good enough,

      Em
Lucky sevens come up eights,

        Em                      D
Rabbits feet won't help your fate.

Am
Put your hands up,

Am
Before she turns and walks away.

C
This is your one shot,

Em
Time for your ace in the hole.

Am
Put your hands up,

Am
Before she turns and walks away.

C
This is your one shot,

Em                       F
Time for your ace in the hole.

F
Time for your ace in the hole

Am   C   Em   Em             G
               Time for your ace in the hole

Am   C   Em   Em             G
               Time for your ace in the hole

Am   C   Em   Em             G
               Time for your ace in the hole