Souvenirs

Intro verse 1 Baby I think it’s over, the end is finally near. Don’t wanna talk about it anymore, I see it all so clear. * So pack your bags and move on out, there ain’t nothing for you here I think you know it’s over too, so why not disappear? Wait a minute baby, what’s that you say? You really don’t think it’s fair To send you outside into the cold, cold night? Oh you poor, poor girl, well I don’t really care. * Coz you’ve been cold to me so long I’m crying icicles instead of tears. So pack your bags and move on out, there ain’t nothing for you here Sax Solo verse 2 Baby I know it’s over, I got a last idea Don’t wanna leave you empty handed, well I agree that wouldn’t be fair. * So take along a little something to remember me by, a little something to show that I care |: Step right up you poor little girl, step right up you poor little girl, Step right up you poor little girl, and take your Souvenirs. :| Step right up you poor, poor girl, and take your Souvenirs. verse 3 Take my heart; drain it dry. I don’t blame you now, coz I know you really tried. Take my soul; you can have my mind But you’re never gonna get your hands on my love, coz it’s mine, mine, all mine. Take my master; you can have my slave. When I’m dead and buried alive, you can always take my grave. Take my body; well I know you really think it’s fine But you’re never gonna get your hands on my love, because it’s mine, mine, all mine. Bridge 1 Tell me now, now who’s playing this game, and which side do I choose? I’m going downtown and I’m spinning around, is there anyone I can accuse? What are the odds; or do I win or lose? Please sir, by the way, sir, may I be excused? verse 4 Take my sorrow; I’m running out of joy. When you’re tired of playing with yourself, you can always take my toys. Take my baby; show her a real good time You always were a super dad, but as a lover you were less than fine. Take my jewels, well I know you love to see them shine. But you’re never gonna get your hands on my love, because it’s mine, mine, all mine. Bridge 2 Tell me now, now who’s playing this game, and which side do I choose? I’m going downtown and I’m spinning around, is there anyone I can accuse? What are the odds; or do I win or lose? Please sir, by the way, sir, may I be excused? I don’t wanna play with you no more Coda (play repeated section 8 times total. 4 vox / 4 sax solo) |: I don’t want to play with you no more :| |: Step right up you poor little girl, step right up you poor little girl, Step right up you poor little girl, and take your Souvenirs. Step right up you poor little girl, step right up you poor little girl, Step right up you poor little girl, and take your Souvenirs. :| Step right up you poor, poor girl,