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D
You keep playing me
C D
Like a fruit machine
C D
Puttin' in change systematically
C D
Winning streak that you had over me
C D
It's turned into your broken tragedy
C D
Turn your pockets out onto the street
C D
Now you see you've spent it all on me
C D
You see my true colours out of synch
C D
Now your skin is a pair of sympathies
C
You've hit the bottom
D
One hundred times before
Now feel the fever
C D
As I leave you wanting more
C D
You thought you could turn and walk away
C D
Taking chances that weren't yours to take
G F G
Well, I don't think so my foolish boy
F G
Watch the next one taking all the joy
F G
Hold me, nudge me spinning me around
Where's the money?
F G D
Can't hear the clinking sound
C D
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
C D
You keep playing me like a fruit machine
C D
Overstretch your generosity
C D
For our band It's leading you astray
The little we had
C D
You've thrown it all away
C D
Go, go, go (Yeah you're on a role)
C D
Go, go, go (Yeah you're on a low)
You find it hard to stop it yeah
C D
You're running like a steam train
F
(Oh, I like the way that you do that)
Where's the money?
F G D
Can't hear the clinking sound
C D
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Go
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D C D C
G F G F D C
D
You-keep-play-ing-me
C D
Like-a-fruit-mach-ine
G F G
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
D
You-keep-playing-me
Like-a-fruit-mach-ine
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