Riff e---7/3--- B---7/3--- G---6/2--- D--------- A--------- E---------   Riff        She’s so strange And she wore a black moustache And she pilfered all the petty cash She went to Birmingham                She’ll soon be in the can           Riff      She’s so cruel And she knew just what to do And while the cats were all sniffing glue They played their silly games                 And now they’ll take the blame         Riff      She’s so poor And only now she’s looking back She sees her story on a paperback What will become of her                There’s not much left for her         She So Poor Poor                x4 - Se estiver errado me diga...