Mr. Blue Intro: Am G F Yah yah yah, yah yah yah, yah yah yah (repeat) G Am G F Meet Mr. Blue, elegant Jew of New York City Am G F Ex-real estate man, sits on the can, always looks pretty Am G F And Miss Never-Say-Please, pink and white knees, favorite kitty C Em F Movie star queen fell off the screen, oh, what a pity Diamonds and things, shiners and dings, powder-puff whore And a backgammon king having a fling behind locked doors It's just a sleepy-time binge, disposable syringe, there's never no more With pin-ups and thugs, dealers and drugs, escaping the boys Straighten your hair, powder your nose, little junkettes Look down on the street, nobody knows about you yet But you're pink as the rose pinned to your clothes, how I'd regret Should your show, come to a close, as a vignette Meet Mr. Blue Shooting stars, they have fallen all around you Where it is they all fall to, no one knows Pretty soon I'm gonna shoot myself... up with you Just to find out where it is that you go Verse 1 by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com