A   G (x4)                                                              T
                                                                        H
A                           G                                           E
We walk the streets at night
A                      G                                                M
We go where eagles dare                                                 I
A                          G                                            S
They pick up every movement                                             F
A                       G                                               I
They pick up every loser                                                T
A                           G                                           S
With jaded eyes and features
A                         G                                             S
You think they really care                                              O
                                                                        N
C          F       G        C                                           G
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch                                       B
           F              G   C                                         O
You better think about it baby                                          O
           F       G        C                                           K
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
           F              G
You better think about it baby, babe

A   G                                                                   T
A   G                                                                   H
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A                   G
An omelet of disease                                                    M
 A                       G                                              I
awaits your noontime meal                                               S
A                     G                                                 F
Her mouth of germicide                                                  I
  A                     G                                               T
seducing all your glands                                                S

C          F       G        C                                           S
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch                                       O
           F              G   C                                         N
You better think about it baby                                          G
           F       G        C                                           B
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch                                       O
           F              G                                             O
You better think about it baby, baby                                    K

A   G
A   G

A                                G                                      T
Let's test your threshold of pain                                       H
      A                    G                                            E
Let's see how long you last
A                         G                                             M
That hatpin in your retina                                              I
  A                   G                                                 S
Unbosoms all your past                                                  F
                                                                        I
A                           G                                           T
With jaded eyes and features                                            S
A                         G
You think they really care                                              S
A                         G                                             O
Let's go where eagles dare                                              N
      A                   G                                             G
We'll go where eagles dare                                              B
                                                                        O
C          F       G        C                                           O
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch                                       K
           F              G   C
You better think about it baby
           F       G        C
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
           F              G   C                                         T
You better think about it baby                                          H
           F       G        C                                           E
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
           F              G   C                                         M
You better think about it baby                                          I
           F       G        C                                           S
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch                                       F
           F              G                                             I
You better think about it baby, hey                                     T
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C C CCC
F F GGG
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