F Friday night I started my first fist fight Got me kicked out of the bar When I went stumbling throughC The parking lot, you know I could not find my carF So I bummed a ride from Bessie My old school friend She said, Honey, where you want to go? But all I said is, I think this might be the endC And I'm feeling sick so could you drive me slow?F B F B Because my man he up and left me, left me in dustF Doctor, lawyer, banker, tell me who can I trust?B F Somebody fix me Fix me from head to toeC B You'd better drop a line Or else you're leaving me out in coldF That man of mine he sure was one of a kind He never did treat me wrong He was the sweet kind of man Who kept me straight in lineC But now hes got me singing this low-down songF Now I ain't got nobody round To come and help me get well When all I do is drink and cry Preacher man said Baby, why don't you help yourself?C But I'm too low-down to even tryF B F B I've drank up all my brandy, finished all my wineF I need your love candy, make me feel just fineB F Somebody fix me Fix me from head to toeC B You'd better drop a line Or else you're leaving me out in the coldF I was a real good girl for most of my early life I figured someday Id make some man a real good wife I always washed my knickers, pressed my blue, blue jeansC I've got no idea how I got so meanF B F B Now my man he up and left me, left me in the dustF Doctor, lawyer, banker, tell me who can I trust?B F Somebody fix me Fix me from head to toeC B You'd better drop a line Or else you're leaving me out in the cold
Somebody Fix Me
Grace Potter and The Nocturnals
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