Old Whore at the Party
June 08, 2007

Verse 1
Am-Am-C-G
I've been here all night and if I'm not mistaken
All the pretty ladies are gone or taken
As the hours drag on, I don't know what I should do
I guess that I'll just have to turn to
D-D-F-G
You... I'll turn to you.  You're the

Chorus 1
C-C-F-G
Am-Am-F-G

Old Whore at the Party x2
The young girls ain't got what you got; you really turn me on with your liver spots

Old Whore at the Party
In 10 years time you'll probably be dead, but you'd never guess from the way you give head

Old Whore at the Party
You lost your last tooth yesterday, but that just makes it feel better anyway

Old Whore at the Party
Your left breast hangs like a tired dancer, you lost your right breast to your terminal cancer

C-C-F-G

Verse 2
Am-Am-C-G
I'm toolin' you in my car, when gee golly Moses
There's a bone shattering crack, fucking Osteoperosis
Oh shit I think I broke your back, and you are not breathing
I think that now's a good time, for me to be lea-
D-D-F-G
ving... 'cause there's a

Chorus 2
C-C-F-G
Am-Am-F-G

Dead Whore in my Car x2
I was doin' you and then you died, and the murder weapon is still inside

Dead Whore in my Car
The coroner I'll have to inform, but first I'll finish up while your body's still warm

Dead Whore in my Car
You body's growing more and more stiff, but so am I, I'll be done in a jiff

Dead Whore in my Car
But very soon I'm out of luck, Rigor Mortis sets in and I am stuck.