Sweet Black Angel Chords by The Rolling Stones

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I'm sweet like an angel, gotta be not good. _
Gotta sweet like an angel, hop up on the mower. _
She can't no zinger, she can't no stun. _
But she sure does good, she moves so fast.
But the [Em] gal in danger, yeah the gal in [Am] chains.
But she keeps [D] my moon shade, when she [G] takes her place.
She's [Em] counting up your minutes, _ [Am] counting up your days.
She's a [D] sweet like angel, oh, _ not a [G] sweet like me. _ _ _ _
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_ Ten in the middle of the evening, _ sitting on the wall.
Her girls up in the party, party one by one.
But when it comes to murder, she's a judge in court.
Now the judge is gonna judge her, for all that she's worth.
But the gal in [Em] danger, [G] the [Am] gal in chains.
She [D] keeps my moon shade, when she [G] does the same.
_ [Em] She's counting up your minutes, she's counting up your [Am]
days.
She's a sweet like [D] angel, not like all the crummy teachers.
Not a red lunged school mom, it's all we wanna be.
We the sweet black slayer, we the sweet black slayer.
We the sweet black slayer, we the sweet black slayer.
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