Intro
Am C G
Am C G
A5
C/E C Em Em D
C/E C Em Em D
verse 1
C/E
She's got style she's got grace,
C
An appetite for expensive taste,
Em
They made the angels in her mold,
Em D
Feels at home in a centerfold.
C/E
Don't try lines and don't try jokes,
C
She eats up men like Hall & Oates,
Em
There's no tricks that you can try,
Em D
There's no gifts money can buy.
Am
Put your hands up,
Am
Before she turns and walks away.
C
This is your one shot,
Em
Time for your ace in the hole.
Am
Put your hands up,
Am
Before she turns and walks away.
C
This is your one shot,
Em F
Time for your ace in the hole.
F
Time for your ace in the hole
Break
C/E C Em Em D
verse 2
C/E
Put your quarters in the slot,
C
Hope and pray for a jackpot,
Em
Better chances with the dice,
Em D
Than take her home with you tonight.
C/E
She doesn't bother finding love,
C
There is no man that's good enough,
Em
Lucky sevens come up eights,
Em D
Rabbits feet won't help your fate.
Am
Put your hands up,
Am
Before she turns and walks away.
C
This is your one shot,
Em
Time for your ace in the hole.
Am
Put your hands up,
Am
Before she turns and walks away.
C
This is your one shot,
Em F
Time for your ace in the hole.
F
Time for your ace in the hole
Break
Am C Em Em G
Am C Em Em G
Time for your ace in the hole
Am C Em Em G
Time for your ace in the hole
Am C Em Em G
Time for your ace in the hole
Am C Em Em G