[Intro]
G
C G
Maggie, don't you know
Am G
He's got a real fuse, about to blow?
F#m
You gotta let him go
G# G
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
[Verse 1]
Am D7
Gilly thinks that he's a DJ
Am D7
Makes me want to slit my wrist
Am Fm
Breaking mirrors on the subway
C G
No one dances to his hits
Am D
Glitter whippits on the freeway
Am D
Mamas and papas shitting bricks, yeah
Am Fm
Give your boy a little leeway
G
No one dances to his playlist
Dm G
Yeah, you gotta let him go!
[Chorus]
C G
Maggie, don't you know
Am G
He's got a real fuse, about to blow?
F#m
You gotta let him go
G#
(People say, people say)
C G
Maggie, the deck is stacked
Am C
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
F#m
You gotta hit him back
G# G
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
[Verse 2]
Am D7
God bless the doomsday scrollers
Am D7
Thank you for doing all the work, ooh
Am Fm
God damn the Holy Rollers
G
Makin' the matters worse
Am D
Fourth of July and it’s snowing (Oh yeah)
Am D
Where do you think that you're going? (Oh yeah)
Dm G
Yeah, I'll never let you go
[Chorus]
C G
Maggie, don't you know
Am G
He's got a real fuse, about to blow?
F#m
You gotta let him go
G#
(People say, people say)
C G
Maggie, the deck is stacked
Am C
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
F#m
You gotta hit him back
G# G
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
[Bridge]
G# G
G# G
G# G
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
Away, away
[Chorus]
C G
Maggie, don't you know
Am G
He's got a real fuse, about to blow?
F#m
You gotta let him go
G#
(People say, people say)
C G
Maggie, the deck is stacked
Am C
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
F#m
You gotta hit him back
G# G
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
[Outro]
C Em
Maggie
Am C
Maggie
F#m
Let him go
G#
(People say, people say)
C Em
Maggie
Am C
Maggie
F#m
Hit him back
G# G C
(People say, people say, run away, run away)
Maggie, don't you know?
He's got a real fuse about to blow
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say
Run away, run away)
Gilly thinks that he's a DJ
Makes me want to slit my wrist
Breaking mirrors on the subway
No one dances to his hits
Glitter whippits on the freeway
Mamas and papas shitting bricks, yeah
Give your boy a little leeway
No one dances to his playlist
Yeah, you gotta let him go
Maggie, don't you know?
He's got a real fuse about to blow
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say)
Maggie, the deck is stacked
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
You gotta hit him back
(People say, people say
Run away, run away)
God bless the doomsday scrollers
Thank you for doing all the work, ooh
God damn the Holy Rollers
Making the matters worse
Fourth of July and it's snowing
(Oh yeah)
Where do you think that you're going?
(Oh yeah)
Yeah, I'll never let you go
Maggie, don't you know?
He's got a real fuse about to blow
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say)
Maggie, the deck is stacked
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
You gotta hit him back
(People say, people say
Run away, run away)
(People say, people say
Run away, run away)
Maggie, don't you know?
He's got a real fuse about to blow
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say)
Maggie, the deck is stacked
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
You gotta hit him back
(People say, people say)
Maggie
Maggie
Let him go
(People say, people say)
Maggie
Maggie
Hit him back
(People say, people say
Run away, run away)
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