Chords for [I Was Born a] Busted Hymen

Looking up the [Eb] crevice of an [Gb] unborn [Ab] child, the blood and the [Am] act of it to drive me [F] wild. _
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_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [F] _ _ _
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_ _ _ I've been lost, _ on a deserted island.
_ _ _ Why?
_ I don't know why.
_ Well I've been told, _ on a deserted island.
_ [G] And my soul never reached [F] the sky. _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, sitting on a cloud, in a purple bag of putts.
Body soaks and clammy and it just hurts too much.
I don't know if I'm alive and I don't know if I'm [C] dead.
One thing is certain, [Gm] I'll be gone [F] and I'll be free.
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Why? _ _ _ _ _
Well I've been told, on a deserted island.
[C] And my balls never [F] reached the sky. _
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_ _ _ Yeah, this beast of a substance, tickles round my head.
Drives me out of control, I'm gonna touch the dead.
I'll be here forever, for eternity.
[C] I'm a soul man, baby, and [A] my mind's on that.
[F] Why? _ _
On a deserted island.
_ _ Why? _
_ _ _ Well I've been told, on a deserted island.
[C] And my balls never [F] reached the sky.
_ Why?
I'm sick and tired of summer, _ Sunday afternoon.
_ Grabbed a box of cherries, getting out of my food.
Had some breakfast, had a seat [C] down, _ [G] Marijuana, a [F] grandmother. _ _ _
Why?
On a deserted _ _ island.
Why?
_ _ _ _ _ Well I've been told, on a deserted island.
And [G] my balls never reached the [F] sky. _ _ _
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Why?
_ _ _ _ Well
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_ [G] _ _ [F] I've been told, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ on _
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[C] _ a deserted [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ island. _
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_ _ _ _ And _ _
_ [C] my balls never _ reached [F] the sky. _ _ _ _
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