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Smokie - Poor Lady
Author And Composer: Chris Norman and Pete Spencer
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I met a girl in L.A.
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And she seemed alright to me
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She said she'd give me loving
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And she said it would be free
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She told me she would call me
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Or leave a message at the door
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And left me wondering what
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I was in for
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By the next time that I saw her
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I had clean forgot her name
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And without her fancy make up
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She just didn't look the same
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So I totally ignored her
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And she sadly turned away
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And through sympathy
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I told her she could stay
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Oh poor lady, midnight baby
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C#m E
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No one wants your love at all
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Oh poor lady, midnight baby
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Now you're heading for a fall
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And you really
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Think your're something
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You know all the things to do
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But poor lady, just a baby
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There's a hundred more like you
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Now for two weeks more
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She was at my door
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She would stay with me for days
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As a lover she was frightening
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In so many different ways
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But when it came to conversation
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she was totally absurd
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Oh she'd sit for hours
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And never say a word
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F#m A
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Oh poor lady, midnight baby
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C#m E
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No one wants your love at all
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F#m A
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Oh poor lady, midnight baby
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C#m E
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Now you're heading for a fall
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And you really
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Think your're something
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A E
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You know all the things to do
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F#m D
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But poor lady, just a baby
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E A D A D
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There's a hundred more like you
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She spends her days in different
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Ways still trying to be hip
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And at night she'll find
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She'll lose her mind
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at a club along the strip
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When her money goes she always
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Knows she got something
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She can sell
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It's the one thing that
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She really can do well
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F#m A
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Oh poor lady, midnight baby
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C#m E
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No one wants your love at all
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F#m A
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Oh poor lady, midnight baby
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C#m E
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Now you're heading for a fall
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And you really
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Think your're something
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A E
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You know all the things to do
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F#m D
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But poor lady, just a baby
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E A D A D
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There's a hundred more like you
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