C# G# You're cruel, you do F# C# You do, you do me wrong C# G# You hurt me, you flirt with F# C# Any old face that comes along Chorus: A#m F# C# But I won't be your whipping boy A#m F# C# No I won't be your whipping boy F#m Break me like a little toy G# Run me till my feet are sore F# C# D#m F# C# D#m F# C# But I won't be your whipping boy You're wild, you're sly What you done to me I was thirty, I look like fifty But I feel like sixty three Chorus C# A#m It's this illegal kind of loving Fm/G# That keeps my motor running F# From the start to the finish line A#m D#7 It's a trashy kind of me that likes to believe G# That I'm still trying, I'm still trying I'm still trying, yes I'm trying You're dirty, but you're worth it But you're way, you're way too young I could do time if they found out Look out, San Quentin here I come Chorus I won't be your whipping boy | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA#m C# D#7 D#m F# F#m Fm G# |