C D7 I need you baby yessireeG7 C I need you like a hole in my headA7 Now I'm just a wishing that you were mineD7 G7 Like I'm a wishing I was deadC Your trifling ways has got me downF Made me the laughing stock of townC D7 I need you baby yessireeG7 C I need you like a hole in my headD7 I need you baby yessireeG7 C I need you like a hole in my headA7 Now I've got about as much use for youD7 G7 As a quarter made of leadC A trifling woman I just can't standF Cause I never was a trifling manC D7 I need you baby yessireeG7 C I need you like a hole in my headG7 C I mean it baby I need you like a hole in my head
I Need You Like A Hole In My Head
Webb Pierce
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Tom:
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