Fun Lovin’ Criminals — City Boy

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[Verse 1]
     Em                         G
Like Magellan we was over by my man catchin' paper
B
Frankie on the cubes and fisty on the sabre
      Em             G
I was on the mix mad drinkin' that is
       B
When I found all these locals all up in my biz
      Em                                G
See I had to do some splainin cause the language they was playin'
       B
Wasn't NewYorkese or for that Spanglish even
  Em                          G
I went up to the man with the largest of hands
     B
Cold briefed him on the plan, turned around and sang...


[Chorus]
      Em           G
I'm a city boy, baby
        B
(He's a city boy baby)
          Em               G
Don't you ever try to play me
           B
(Don't you ever try to play him)
            Em          G
Sometimes I act real crazy
              B
(Sometimes he act real crazy)
          Em           G   B
But I'm a city boy, baby
        B
(He's a city boy baby)


[Verse 2]
              Em                          G
You know they always like a story down on flatbush ave
  B
I remembered when I listened and we stole what we had
       Em                   G
And if America's a tit then New York is the nipple
   B
So suck on this and you may learn a little
         Em                             G
See, the golden rule's for fools or for men who are righteous
   B
So play the cards you're dealt and maybe you might just
Em                  G
Slide on by with no damage to your pride
    B
Let ignorance be your guide


[Chorus]
      Em           G
I'm a city boy, baby
        B
(He's a city boy baby)
          Em               G
Don't you ever try to play me
           B
(Don't you ever try to play him)
            Em          G
Sometimes I act real crazy
              B
(Sometimes he act real crazy)
          Em           G   B
But I'm a city boy, baby
        B
(He's a city boy baby)