2 acessos
G: 355433 Basic picking pattern: Bm G Bm G E|-----2-2--------------------2-2-----------------------| B|-3---3-3-5------------2-3---3-3-5---------------------| G|---4----------4-3-4-3-----4----------4-3-4-3---4-4-4--| D|-----------------------------------------------5-5-5--| A|-2-2-2-2-2--------------2-2-2-2-2---------------------| E|------------3-3-3-3-3--------------3-3-3-3-3-3--3-3-3-| Bm G Father owned the dating bar so mother ran the store Bm G We all lived there together with the army at the door Bm G No one to do my laundry or to tell me that they're sure Bm G But there really is no me and there's no army at the door Bm G I hustle my way to your bedside Bm G I ride on your body like a cab ride Bm G I carry refreshments to the good guys Bm G I made the good guys some home fries Bm G Pardon me anyone where is the nearest shore Bm G We're all in this together and the police are at the door Bm G Someone do my laundry or smash through the floor Bm G To the tropical vacation buried underneath the store Bm G And I was your favorite bullfighter Bm G Whose looks were new to your eyes Bm G And i fell apart in that bullfight Bm G Where the dress was the sky to your thighs Bm G She said that she had an hour Bm G Her father he was in the shower Bm G And she took me to her little tower Bm G And she showed me her little flower Bm G And just when i thought it was safe to put down my pen Bm G She said maybe i will let you fall in love with me again Bm G Maybe i will let you fall for loving me again Bm G Then she showed me her badge and i think she said then Bm G That i don't have the heart to tell you not to come Bm G And everyone has hands just to use someone Bm G And it makes me feel just like old gum Bm G To ride a fake horse into town Bm G To ride a lame horse into town Bm G To ride a dead horse into town Bm G To ride your big f*cking fake f*cking lame f*cking dead horse into town