Chords for Fiji Jim

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I'm gonna call up Fiji gym, tell them to get on the plane, tell them to bring an electric
guitar, tell them to get on the stage.
Been a hell of a week, hell of a month, been a strange year.
It's not gonna be to think of her eyes, there ain't no time for tears. _
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_ _ _ _ _ Give me one [A] last chance, one last [D] dance, I got ice in my veins.
One last chance, one last gasp, we're gonna drive the crowd [E] insane.
We all [E] call up Fiji gym, call up Steven to whine.
Time to cut off faith, we're gonna bust the place, or else come down in flames.
Already drunk four cases of wine, snorting a house of cocaine.
Got a keg of beer, bring it over here, six pack more champagne. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [D] Yeah, one last chance, [E] one last [D] gasp, we got [E] skin in the game.
[D] One last chance, [E] one last dance, gonna drive the crowd insane.
And the drums will snap, every sound a clap, [A] the bass run [E] back, show them love.
The guitar scream and the feedback dream, I can never hurt them all.
Great superstition, lots of ammunition, [A] we're out of [E] cigarettes.
There's no intermission, no air conditioning, we're closed and soaking wet. _ _ _
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_ _ [E] _ _ We got to call up Fiji gym, tell them to get on a plane.
Tell them to bring a small white pedal, and drive the crowd insane.
Well, I bust your ribs and your bruised limbs, I touch your bills with a pine.
I shake your legs and your nose with lead, I'm made of show off capri.
I can see you in the foyer bro, trying so hard to impress.
You took off your dress and I'm way out of breath, carry me off this stage. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Yeah!
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