Dm*
Creases in your white dress  bruises on your bare skin 
       C                             Dm
looks like another fine mess you’ve got yourself into.
           Dm*
What’s the matter with you  has the cat got your tongue ?
      C                                  Dm
Well  if you don’t like the beat  don’t play with the drum.

[Chorus]
  Gm                         Bb                          Gm
Maxine  you’re not the only one to take the whole world on 
                  Dm
but no one’s ever won.
  Gm                         Bb                       Gm
Maxine  case one-three-five-two  a red and green tattoo 
                 Dm
eyes cold steel blue.

[Verse]
    Dm*
On a rain slicked avenue  long shadows in the night 
      C
take off your spike heeled shoes 
              Gm
you’ve got to run for your life (run for your life).
 Gm*
Razor blade in your pocket  from an ex-marine 
 C                                     Dm
makes you speed like a rocket  ooh  it cuts so clean.

[Chorus]
(NB: whole goes up a semitone for final verse & chorus)

[Verse]
                D#m*
How come you're playing for borrowed time  staring out into space 
  C#                              D#m
bad boys and cold comfort  and a smacked-up face.