Powerage (1978)

(Young, Young & Scott)

She had the word

Had the way

The way of letting me know [the way of letting you know]

She knew the game

Called the play

Oh she hit me low

She said, "Now you go your way

I'll go mine

And that's a start"

Doctor, doctor

Ain't no cure

For the pain in my heart

CHORUS:

Gimme a bullet to bite on

Something to chew

Gimme a bullet to bite on

And I'll make believe

I'll make believe it's you

Don't need no drink

Don't need no drug

Don't need no sympathy

Sooner or later

Send me a bill

For what she's doing to me

Operator

Long distance lips

On the telephone

Come tomorrow

Come to grips

With me all alone [with being all alone]

CHORUS

Bullet to bite on