Sweat

| Em   G | C7  B  | Em   G | C7  B7 |
| Em   G | C7  B  | Em     | Em     |


[Refrain]
   Em    G     C7         B           Em   G                  C7  B7
Oh man,     my    head is killing me.        Give me a smoke

| Em   G | C7  B7 | Em

G                                      C7          B7
Yeah,  somebody open the window - it's hot in here
Em                 G                        C7     B
Where am I anyway?    How did I ever get in here?
         Em           G7   C7  B7
And how? How do I get out?

| Em   B7 |


[Verse 1]
      Em              G                C7                 B7
I was standing in the corner when they dragged you in the room
     Em                G               C7               B
Your eyes were red and bloodshot, your face was full of doom
Em             G               C7                  B7
Sat you in the middle, and you swore you would not beg
         Em                 G7           C7             B7
Then you crawled out to the window, on a pair of broken legs
          Em         G              C7           B7
You said "I know I'm crazy - I hear voices in my head
     Em             G             C7               B
If I end up in that rubber row, I might as well be dead"
Em                  G        C7            B7
Looked down to your navel, began to form a tune
Em             G            C7             B7
Suckin' like a millionaire, on your silver spoon.


[Chorus]
               Em      D     A7                C7
You started to sweat         bullets from your soul
Em        D         A                C7
Sweat,     Lost all means of self control
Em      D         A7            C7
Sweat      like a twenty dollar whore
Em  N.C.                               B7
Sweat     Lord, that's when she walked through the door


[Verse 2]
    Em                G      C7                B7
She said her name was Sadie, that she was your doll
     Em           G                C7               B
That look of apprehension you wore said that wasn't all
Em                  G            C7                     B7
Looked down to your pockets. She said her legs were sore
  Em              G                 C7                  B7
Undid the buttons on your jeans and dropped them to the floor
          Em                 G       C7                   B
She said "Lay back and enjoy it. You know it's just a perk
  Em                     G               C7                      B7
A blow job's better than no job - Lord a girl's just got to work"
  Em          G      C7                 B7
A look of catatonia, came upon your eyes
         Em               G                C7                 B7
When she took your head between her hands, sure did get a rise


[Chorus]
               Em      D      A7                C7
She made you sweat,           bullets from your soul
Em        D         A                C7
Sweat,     Lost all means of self control
Em      D         A7            C
Sweat      like a twenty dollar whore
Em  N.C.                B7
Sweat     Lord, it went all through that door


[Instrumental]
| Em   G | C7  B7 | Em   G | C7  B  |
| Em   G | C7  B  | Em   G | C7  B7 |
| Em   G | C7  B7 | Em   G | C7  B  |
| Em   G | C7  B7 | Em    G               C7        B
                      Ah, let me tell you about her man . .


[Verse 3]
Em                G                      C7                 B
Six foot five and bullet proof, three hundred pounds of meat
  Em              G         C7                 B7
Badder than a bad dog lying dying in the street
Em                G               C7                  B
Sadie looked from me to him, then back from him to you
         Em                   G7                 C7                     B7
Then she passed out cold from thinking 'bout the things that he might do
Em                   G              C7               B7
Pulled a pistol from his pants, apologized and sighed
    Em           G               C7                 B
Shot her sixteen times, one more time and said good-bye
Em              G              C7                 B7
Left us sitting all alone, all we could do was cry
        Em            G                       C7                B7
And the sweat that mingled with our tears was such a sweet good-bye


[Chorus]
         Em      D     A7                C7
Made you sweat         bullets from your soul
Em        D         A                C7
Sweat,     Lost all means of self control
Em      D         A7            C7
Sweat      like a twenty dollar whore
Em  N.C.                B7
Sweat     Lord, it went all through that door


[Outro]
         Em     D  A7 C7          Em     D  A  C7
Made you sweat           Made you sweat
         Em     D  A7 C7          Em     D  A  C7
Made you sweat           Made you sweat
         Em     D  A7 C7          Em     D  A  C7
Yeahhhhh sweat           Made you sweat
         Em     D  A7 C7
Made you sweat (Fade Out..)