A6 B6 [Verse]A B E F#m I am a man of honor and I am mortifiedC#m7 D7/C By your litany of slursC#m7 D7/C Such a lot of wordsA6 B6 Oh, dear [Chorus]E A B Madam, I challenge you to a duelA E My second warned you to be carefulA D A That bell can't be unrungE A B Madam, you mistake me for a bumpkinA E It's clear you're yelling somethingA D A Oh, please don't burst a lung [Break]A6 B6A6 B6 [Verse]A B You are an unfit rivalE F#m By spirits taught to singC#m7 D7/C But a tune so twisted nowC#m7 D7/C Like all that's sweet's gone sourA6 B6 Oh, dear [Chorus]E A B Madam, you mistake me for a foolA E Yes, your little dog may hold the pistolsA D A Although he seems high strungE A B Madam, I challenge you to a duelA E My second warned you to be carefulA D That bell can't be unrungA B Can't be unrungA E Can't be unrung
Madam I Challenge You To A Duel
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Tom: