2 acessos
| C | D | | C C D C | G | X2 [Verse 1] C D A mother said, "Beware of boys in bands C D C G Certainly don't let them write you songs C For they will come to you on bended knee D And kiss your pretty hands C D C G When the singing's done and the sun's up, they'll be gone" G D C G While her mother has a point, I might resent the implication G D C G That every boy who plays guitar plays women like Gene Simmons [Verse 2] C D C D C G 4600 photographs, stuck into a scrapbook beneath your bed C D C D C G 4599 broken hearts, and one more you can't get out of your head G D C G And though you swear you can remember every pair of lips you've kissed G D C G Deep down you're scared there's one or two you might've missed [Chorus] G D C G G D C G Oh-oh, Chaim Witz, wherefore art thou? G D C G G D C G D Does your mother know who you are now? [Bridge] Em D Not that I can point a finger G C I've been a sinner just the same Em D Fallen hard in love in motels C G And by sunrise lost their name Em D And I have crept out into cold air G C In the smallest hours to leave Em D And in the pockets of my jacket C G I've kept my last infidelities A# A A navy coin and a broken plastic compass that someone gave me G# G That can't find north anymore, just like me [Chorus] G D C G G D C G Oh-oh, Gene Simmons, wherefore art thou? G D C G G D C G D I could sure use a hand on my shoulder now [Outro] Em D When fidelity runs low G C Then there's the moment when you choose Em D In the life of things you love C G Some you keep, some you loose