EA
Lisa likes brandy and the way it hits her lips,
BA
She's a rock 'n' roll survivor with pendulum hips,
EA
She's got deep brown eyes,
BA
That've seen it all.
EA
Working at a nightclub that was called The Avenue
BA
The bar men used to call her 'Little Lisa, Looney Tunes'
EA
She went down,
BA
on almost anyone.
F#mAbm
From the hard time living 'til the Chelsea days,
AB
From when her hair went sweet blonde 'til the day it turned grey
She said;
CHORUS
EA
L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.
BA
You've got more than money and sense, my friend
EABA
You've got heart, and you go in your own way.
EA
L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.
BA
What you don't have now will come back again
EABA
You've got heart, and you go in your own way.
EA
Some people wear their history like a map on their face,
BA
And Joey was an artist just living out of case,
EABA
But his best work, was his letters home.
EA
His standard works of fiction about imaginary success,
BA
The chorus girls in neon were his closest things to friends,
EABA
But to a writer, the truth is no big deal.
F#mAbm
From the hard time living to the sleepless nights,
AB
And the black and blue body from the weekend fights
He'd say;
Chorus
C#mAEB
On my last night on earth, I won't look to the sky
C#mAEB
Just breathe in the air and blink in the light
C#mAEB
On my last night on earth, I'll pay a high price
C#mAEB
To have no regrets and be done with my life
Repeat Chorus