Christmas Card From a Hooker In Minneapolis - Tom Waits Intro: F#, Bb, B x3 Abm, Bb, B F# Bb hey Charley I'm pregnant B and living on 9th street F# Bb right above a dirty bookstore B off Euclid avenue F# Bb and I stopped taking dope B and I quit drinking whiskey Abm Bbm and my old man plays the trombone B Dbm F# and works out at the track. F# Bb and he says that he loves me B even though its not his baby F# Bb and he says that he'll raise him up B like he would his own son F# Bb and he gave me a ring Ebm that was worn by his mother B Db and he takes me out dancin B Dbm F# every saturday night. F# Bb and hey Charley I think about you B everytime I pass a fillin' station F# Bb on account of all the grease B you'd wear in your hair F# Bb and I still have that record Ebm F# of little anthony & the imperials B but someone stole my record player Dbm F# Bb how do you like that? Ebm Dbm hey Charley I almost went crazy Abm Dbm after mario got busted B Db so I went back to Omaha to F# Bb live with my folks Ebm Db but everyone I used to know B was either dead or in prison Abm Bbm came back to Minneapolis B this time I think I'm gonna stay. F# Bb hey Charley I think I'm happy B for the first time since my accident F# Bb and I wish I had all the money B that we used to spend on dope F# Bb I'd buy me a used car lot Ebm and I wouldn't sell any of em B Db I'd just drive a different car every day B Db dependin on how F# I feel. F# Bb hey Charley for chrissakes B do you want to know the truth of it? F# Bb I don't have a husband B he don't play the trombone F# Bb and I need to borrow money Ebm to pay this lawyer F# and Charley, hey B I'll be eligible for parole F# come valentines day.