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Intro (single notes played on 6th string) e f# g# a
A7.. A7............. Just like a car A7............. You're pleasing to behold A7........................c.....b.....a... I'll call you a jaguar if I may be so bold .................d7...... 'cause you're my babe .................a7...... 'cause you're my love G...............f#m...............c / b / a# / a Girl I'm just a jeepster for your love |
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I was dancing when I was twelve [x2]
I was dancing when I was aah [x2] I danced myself right out the womb [x2] Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself right out the womb I was dancing when I was eight [x2] Is it strange to dance so late [x2] I danced myself into the tomb [x2] Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself into the tomb Is it wrong to understand The fear that dwells inside a man What's it like to be a loon I liken it to a balloon I danced myself out of the womb [x2] Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself into the tomb But when again once more I danced myself out of the womb [x2] Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself out of the womb. |
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You gonna look fine
Be primed for dancing You're gonna trip and glide All on the trembling plane Your diamond hands Will be stacked with roses And wind and cars And people of the past I'll call you thing Just when the moon sings And place your face in stone Upon the hill of stars And gripped in the arms Of the changeless madman We'll dance our lives away In the Ballrooms of Mars You talk about day I'm talking 'bout night time When the monsters call out The names of men Bob Dylan knows And I bet Alan Freed did There are things in night That are better not to behold You dance With your lizard leather boots on And pull the strings That change the faces of men You diamond browed hag You're a gutter-gaunt gangster John Lennon knows your name And I've seen his |
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G..em..g..
G..em..g.. G............... Baby mystic lady .......c...........cmaj7...am... You do own my night .......em........... Put my dogs to fright .................g...... Yeah yeah yeah y-yeah G..em..g.. G..em..g.. ....am......................d.... The people in your life are cruel G...................em....... Keep on riding that hard road ....am.....................d.... The lovers in you life are few G...................em....... Keep on riding that hard road G.......................... Baby baby baby babadadadada G.......................... Baby baby baby babadadadada Em......................... Baby baby baby babadadadada G.......................... Baby baby baby babadadadada |
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O God
High in your fields above earth Come and be real for us You with your mind Oh yes you are Beautifully fine O Girl Electric witch you are Limp in society's ditch you are Visually fine Oh yes you are But mentally dying O boy Just like a boat you are Sunk but somehow you float you do Mentally weak Oh yes you are But so much you speak |
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