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Date Added 2007-06-20     Times viewed 854

Fratellis - For The Girl


C  G  C  G   Am

C
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
G
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
C
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
G
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 

                 C
Well she said I know but I just can't tell
            G
Everything that you've just been saying
C
Lucy was there as well in the dark 
         G
When the kids in the band were playing

C
No one can hear a word I tell
G
What the girl was singing
C                           G
See she must've been 16 or 18
G
I'm just past caring

C                  Am
She was into the stones when
Dm             C   G
I was into the roses
C                    Am
She was breaking  my bones when
Dm                  C   G
I was busting their noses
C                   Am
She would tell me a secret
Dm                  C    G
I would lose it the next day
C                      Am
Young love pleases you easy
Dm                  C   G
Makes you sick in a bad way

 E                Am
All the while the girls sang
 E              Am
La la la la-la she sang
 E               Am
Kickings for my sweetheart
  E            Am    G      F
Bruises that I just..don't..miss
              Fm                              C
And she said "I can't love you anymore than this!"

C
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
G
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
C 
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
G   Am

C
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
G
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
C
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
G
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 


                 C
Aw she said she said oh no no no
            G
Then again yes why don't you kill me
    C
He asked him when I messed up right there
      G
Sweetheart you know that don't thrill me
 C                                     G
Said I would've been in there for you if you had been a little bit nicer
C                                G
I was dead by Sunday half dead scared just trying to please her

 C                  Am       Dm               C      G
She was getting me pills when I was into her best friend
 C                    Am         Dm                 C   G
She was chasing the thrills and living out at the West End
 C                 Am    Dm                 C   G
She was pretty in braces, I lived under her window
 C                   Am      Dm                  C     G
She said take me to London, tell me something I don't know

     E                 Am
And all the while the girls sang
E            Am
La la la la she sang
 E                Am
Kickings for my sweetheart
  E             Am    G      F
Bruises that I just..don't..miss
              Fm                              C
And she said "I can't love you anymore than this!"

C                           G  Am 
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
D                           G  Am
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
C/G                         G  Am
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 
D                           G  Am
La-la la-la la-la-la la-la 


C                  Am
She was into the stones when
Dm             C   G
I was into the roses
C                    Am
She was breaking  my bones when
Dm                  C   G
I was busting their noses
C                   Am
She would tell me a secret
Dm                  C    G
I would lose it the next day
C                      Am
Young love pleases you easy
Dm                  C   G
Makes you sick in a bad way

 E                Am
All the while the girls sang
 E              Am
La la la la and she sang
 E               Am
Kickings for my sweetheart
  E            Am    G      F
Bruises that I just..don't..miss ........
              Fm                                                                     
And she said "I don't like you, you can't stand me,
                               C
I can't love you any more than this.

 
 

 

 

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