Stripper Stole My Truck

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Am
The night started off good, just having some drinks
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Then she came out and said what do you think about
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Taking me to the other room?
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Well she was looking so good I'm thinking hell why not
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Then I look in my wallet and figure all that I've got is,
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Nineteen dollars and that ain't good
Am
Well she just smiled said baby I don't mind
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'Cuz you look like you're the kinda guy
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That knows how to make things right
Am
As she took my hand and led me to the door
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She shot me a look to let me know what I was in for
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Had no idea she's taking me for a ride

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Now she's driving away, peeling out
            F
Left me scratching my head, trying to figure out
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Just what I did to make her do me wrong
(Don't do me wrong)
Am
As I'm standing here getting covered in dust
      F
From everything that she's throwing up, I can't
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Help but think that it's just my luck
No Chord
A stripper stole my truck
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Am
Well I guess you could say that she had me distracted
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By the way she was dancing
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She could bring a grown man to his knees
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And looking back now at how everything happened
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The biggest question I keep asking is
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Just where in the hell did she hide my keys
(cuz she sure wasn't wearing much)

Am
Now she's driving away, peeling out
            F
Left me scratching my head, trying to figure out
C                                 G
Just what I did to make her do me wrong
(Don't do me wrong)
Am
As I'm standing here getting covered in dust
      F
From everything that she's throwing up, I can't
C                                 G
Help but think that it's just my luck
No Chord
A stripper stole my truck
Am F C G

Am                                         F
Well I guess there's only one thing left to do
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It's a good thing that I'm wearing walking shoes

Am
Now she's driving away, peeling out
            F
Left me scratching my head, trying to figure out
C                                 G
Just what I did to make her do me wrong
(Don't do me wrong)
Am
As I'm standing here getting covered in dust
      F
From everything that she's throwing up, I can't
C                                 G
Help but think that it's just my luck
No Chord.                 Am F
A stripper stole my truck
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Stripper stole my truck
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