Tom: A
Introdução:
Am G Am G
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Am
You were lyin' there with nothing on
But a goofy little grin and a platinum blonde
G Am
I can't believe you'd do that on our bed
I got a pistol and I got a bullet
G Am
The only thing keepin' me from losin' my head
C Am
Is I hate stripes and orange ain't my color
C
And if I squeeze that trigger tonight
G
I'll be wearin' one or the other
Am C
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion
F Am
The only thing saving your life
C G Am
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes
G Am G
Woah, woah, woah
Am
I could fall in love with the prison guard
I could sell cigarettes in the prison yard
G Am
Don't think hard time would be that hard on me
Am
I could pick up trash on the side of the road
But I'd die if I saw someone I know
G Am
Ain't the chains, it's the clothes that's stoppin' me
C Am
Is I hate stripes and orange ain't my color
C
And if I squeeze that trigger tonight
G
I'll be wearin' one or the other
Am C
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion
F Am
The only thing saving your life
C G Am
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes
C Am
Oh, and one shot ain't worth a bad mugshot
C
God knows I wouldn't be caught holdin' up a number
G
While the whole town's starin' at the picture
Am
In the paper of me wearin' stripes
Am C
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion
F Am
The only thing saving your life
C G Am
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes
F
And orange ain't my color
C
And if I squeeze that trigger tonight
G
I'll be wearin' one or the other
Am C
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion
F Am
The only thing savin' your life
C G Am
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes