Intro: G F C G (x2)
G F
Hey listen buddy have you gotta dime for a cup of coffee?
C G
'Cause my body is feelin' kind a cold out here in the boulevard.
G F
When I was barely five years old I used to go out with my friends.
C G
We would do any little thing just to take in a little cash.
G F C G
All I want is one more freakin' dollar.
G F C G
All I want is one more freaking dollar.
G F
An example: One day me and my palls we went to the rich part of town.
C G
Where we picked up left-overs and filthy-stinky trash.
G
So tell me what 'ya got to give me?
F
'Cause my pants and shoes are torn apart.
C
So help me I know that you can.
G
Anything is better then nothing.
G F C G
All I want is one more freakin' dollar.
G F C G
All I want is one more freaking dollar.
G
I keep lookin' for some money in my pocket.
F C
There's always nothing there.
G
But something tells me, one day I'll be famous.
F C
Oh, I'll threw it in the air, say.
G F C G
All I want is one more freakin' dollar.
G F C G
All I want is one more freaking dollar.
G F
Hey listen buddy have you gotta dime for a cup of coffee?
C G
'Cause my body is feelin' kind a cold out here in the boulevard.
G F
When I was barely five years old I used to go out with my friends.
C G
We would do any little thing just to take in a little cash.
G F C G
All I want is one more freakin' dollar.
G F C G
