[C]Powder your [Em]nose, pull [F]off your pantyho[C]se,
let me [Em]love you from be[F]hind, my da[C]rling[G] .
[C]Powder your [Em]nose, pull [F]on your pantyhos[C]e,
we're going[Em] down to my[F] bout, my [C]darlin[G]g. at the end C
1.
Befo[C]re the bell would r[Em]ing
he had a w[F]ay like Errol Fl[C]ynn,
as he sau[Em]ntered to the r[F]ing with a [C]sheet [G]on.
But the l[C]ate rounds scared the [Em]girl,
heaven k[F]nows she thought the world of [C]Lou,
it was h[Em]ard to see him s[F]waying in the [C]neon.[G]
J[C]oey was a no-o[Em]ne,
just some b[F]ig dumb kid from F[C]lushing.
He had a [Em]face like a ugly [F]bull, always [C]poutin[G]g.
He hit [C]Louie kind of [Em]low
and he [F]stumbled on the [C]ropes
as the [Em]bookies blocked the [F]rows, sho[C]utin[G]g.
[REF]
2.
The [C]blows were hard and [Em]loud,
he could[F] hardly hear the [C]crowd
in the [Em]bleachers where they [F]howled, the were [C]cheerin[G]g.
I re[C]menber in the [Em]eight,
it was [F]clear that Lou was f[C]ading,
when [Em]somthing caught his [F]eye by the [C]ceilin[G]g.
He [C]saw her as she [Em]spoke
thought the [F]shifty yelliw [C]smoke,
she said: [Em]Louie you look [F]bad, are you [C]dying[G] ?
But [C]Louie could not a[Em]nswer,
his [F]eyes were cast up to the [C]rafters,
and they [Em]slowly seale[F]d in si[C]lence[G] .
Ref.
let me [Em]love you from be[F]hind, my da[C]rling[G] .
[C]Powder your [Em]nose, pull [F]on your pantyhos[C]e,
we're going[Em] down to my[F] bout, my [C]darlin[G]g. at the end C
1.
Befo[C]re the bell would r[Em]ing
he had a w[F]ay like Errol Fl[C]ynn,
as he sau[Em]ntered to the r[F]ing with a [C]sheet [G]on.
But the l[C]ate rounds scared the [Em]girl,
heaven k[F]nows she thought the world of [C]Lou,
it was h[Em]ard to see him s[F]waying in the [C]neon.[G]
J[C]oey was a no-o[Em]ne,
just some b[F]ig dumb kid from F[C]lushing.
He had a [Em]face like a ugly [F]bull, always [C]poutin[G]g.
He hit [C]Louie kind of [Em]low
and he [F]stumbled on the [C]ropes
as the [Em]bookies blocked the [F]rows, sho[C]utin[G]g.
[REF]
2.
The [C]blows were hard and [Em]loud,
he could[F] hardly hear the [C]crowd
in the [Em]bleachers where they [F]howled, the were [C]cheerin[G]g.
I re[C]menber in the [Em]eight,
it was [F]clear that Lou was f[C]ading,
when [Em]somthing caught his [F]eye by the [C]ceilin[G]g.
He [C]saw her as she [Em]spoke
thought the [F]shifty yelliw [C]smoke,
she said: [Em]Louie you look [F]bad, are you [C]dying[G] ?
But [C]Louie could not a[Em]nswer,
his [F]eyes were cast up to the [C]rafters,
and they [Em]slowly seale[F]d in si[C]lence[G] .
Ref.
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