Chop and Change - The Black Keys

An innocent child in New Orleans

A simple girl from simple means

Walked the rails, rode her thumb

She hitched a ride with everyone

The regular

She’d rearrange

The girl knew how

To chop and change

Chop and change

Chop and change

Chop and change

Chop and change

(Alright)

Took a job working late

Jacking cars from out of state

She found no love in this town

So she’d never mess around

Had no luck

But ain’t it strange?

The girl knew how

To chop and change

Chop and change

Chop and change

Chop and change

Chop and change