| ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++1. Sexx Laws |
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| | C | A |
| | can't you hear those c | avalry drums? |
| | C | A |
| | hijacking your equi | librium |
| | C | A |
| | midnight snacks in the m | ausoleum |
| | A# | G |
| where the | pixilated doctors m | oan |
| carnivores in the Kowloon night |
| breathin' freon by the candlelight |
| coquettes bitch-slap you so polite |
| 'til you thank them for the tea and sympathy |
| | F | A | D |
| | I wanna defy the lo | gic of all sex l | aws |
| let the handcuffs slip off your wrists |
| | G | F |
| I'll l | et you be my ch | aperone at the halfway home |
| | Bb | B | C |
| I'm a full-grown man but I'm | not af | raid to c | ry |
| Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine |
| perfumed blokes on the Ginza line |
| runnin' buck wild like a concubine |
| whose mother never held her hand |
| brief encounters in Mercedes Benz |
| wearin' hepatitis contact lens |
| bed and breakfast getaway weekends |
| with Sports Illustrated moms |
| I wanna defy the logic of all sex laws |
| let the handcuffs slip off your wrists |
| I'll let you be my chaperone at the halfway home |
| I'm a full-grown man but I'm not afraid to cry |
| ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++2. Nicotine & Gravy |
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| | F |
| | I'll be your chauffeur on a midnight drive |
| It takes a miracle just to survive |
| Buried animals call your name |
| You keep on sleeping through the poignant rain |
| I think we're going crazy |
| I'll feed you fruit that don't exist |
| I'll leave graffiti where you've never been kissed |
| I'll do your laundry massage your soul |
| I'll turn you over to the highway patrol |
| I think we're going crazy |
| things don't even faze me |
| Love the way she plays me |
| I don't want to die tonight |
| I don't want to die tonight... |
| ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ |
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| I'm mixing business with leather |
| and make the b-boys scream |
| she's always cold lamping |
| I just want to watch you dance |
| do you wanna ride on the baltic sea |
| I'll be the your mistress COD |
| I'll comb your hair re-write your diary |
| pour champagne on a honey bee |
| she can look right through me |
| and make all the b-boys scream |
| I'm mixing fitness with pleasure |
| and make all the lesbians scream |
| +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ |
| | C# |
| | We like the boys with the bullet proof vests |
| we like the girls with the cellophane chests |
| we like to ride on executive planes |
| we like to sit around and get real paid |
| I know you really want it |
| cause your daddy's always on it |
| and he knows just how to flaunt it |
| he got pictures in his wallet |
| and he wanna be your lover |
| does he look just like my mother |
| does he cover you like butter |
| and just leave you in the gutter |
| I want to know if I'm worth your time |
| there's so much to do before you die |
| Thursday night I think I'm pregnant again |
| Touch my ass if you're qualified |
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| dance floors and talk shows |
| I wanna know what makes you scream |
| Be your twenty million dollar fantasy |
| hollywood freaks on the hollywood scene |
| Touch it real good if you want a piece |
| Party people know I'm that type of freak |
| take pills that make them moody |
| local shopping malls receive |
| pep lockin beats from Korea |
| selling lots of real estate |
| something tells me you want to go home |
| champagne, bibles custom clothes you own |
| calling up from special area codes |
| hollywood nuns with the hollywood phones |
| I got nothing to do, nowhere to go |
| I'll tell you what you want |
| til the swimming pool boils |
| making all the gentlemen cry |
| ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ |
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| Don't tell your right hand baby |
| you know those road check girls |
| will make your brown breath blue |
| you make a garbage man scream |
| you look good in that sweater |
| I'm gonna let you down easy |
| I've got a delicate touch |
| you make a garbage man scream |
| come on girl it's a dream |
| your home girls on the line |
| but your daddy's off the hook |
| give those pious soldiers |
| cause we're on the good ship |
| you make a garbage man scream |
| keep your lamplight trimmed and burning |
| ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ |
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| | F |
| | The snipers are passed out |
| I'm glad I got my suit dry-cleaned |
| cause there's only rehashed faces |
| on the bread line tonight |
| | Bb |
| | billionaires smile like weapons |
| passing out platinums pensions |
| no one knows how low they'll go |
| take a ride on a broken train |
| these bra burning deportees |
| is the color of resignation |
| | D | D# | F |
| | we | 're | out of control |
| no one knows how low we'll go |
| take a ride on a broken train |
| | D | D# |
| | sh | ining like crystal tiaras |
| ghettos and grey rivieras |
| you won't find no shelter here |
| tell me, what's your zip code baby |
| did you ever let a canary sit on your lap |
| +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ |
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| Don't take your red ribbons off |
| you're about to make a fool of yourself |
| I'm a hundred miles behind myself |
| | A | E |
| | pouring down like | money |
| | E | D | A | E |
| | make a poor bo | y wanna run | | |
| | E | D | A | E |
| | under the a | luminum sun | | |
| Did you hear those war torn stories |
| where the lifeguards slept in a streets |
| you'll get the keys to the city for free |
| bring a poor boy to his knees |
| living in a garden of sleaze |
| | E | E | E | E | E | E | E | E | A | A | A | A | G | G | D | D |
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | bangkok atheletes in the biosphere |
| she's all right...touching my baby |
| she's all right...on my computer |
| she's all right...selling me watches |
| she's all right...ring on my finger |
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| slow arpeggiation fingerstyle with acoustic guitar |
| Milk and Honey, Milk and Honey |
| Milk and Honey, Milk and Honey etc... |
| +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ |
| | F |
| | The searchlights on the skyline |
| Just looking for a friend |
| when she's gone around the bend |
| | Bb |
| | egyptian bells are ringing |
| | F |
| | sweet nothing I'm talking about you |
| there's a hurricane blowing your way |
| | F |
| | ooh such a beautiful way |
| | A# |
| there's someone calling your n | ame |
| | F |
| it's driving you in | sane |
| you were wearing that stained raincoat |
| and your umbrella was a tangled mess |
| you were washed up on the glittering shoals |
| looking for another crime |
| out of a place in the sun |
| but you had some change to spare |
| so you said you wanna spend it on me |
| and shook the blues out of your hair |
| there's someone calling your name |
| you're gonna miss that train |
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| | G# | F# | C# | C# |
| | The countryside is | ove | rgr | own |
| there's a lighthouse in her soul |
| wrestling with butcher girls |
| she don't ever change her clothes |
| | G# | B | F# | F | G# | B | F# | F |
| | masterpi | eces l | iquid | ate in | fertile t | ears | | |
| | G# | B | F# | F | G# | B | F# | F |
| | I could | sleep ins | ide her b | ones a h | undred ye | ars | | |
| | C# | A#7 |
| | Lizards in the pres | sure zone |
| | C# | A#7 | G# |
| | mother knows it's o | nly a phase | |
| cherry gardens feel like ice |
| hazard lights from her past |
| underneath the broken bridge |
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| | G#6 | F#6 |
| I | met you at J.C. | Penney |
| I think your nametag it said Jenny |
| that you were lookin for some - oh no! |
| like a fruit that's ripe for the pickin |
| I wanna do ya like that Zankou chicken |
| 'cause only you got a thing |
| that I just got to get with |
| and you know what we're gonna do |
| And your sister, I think her name's Debra |
| And your sister, I think her name's Debra |
| ahh girl I only wanna be there with you |
| cause you got something I got to get with |
| I picked you up late at night after work |
| I said lady, step inside my Hyundai |
| I said gonna take you out to Glendale |
| yeah gonna take you for a real good meal |
| cause when our eyes did meet, girl you know I was packin heat |
| ain't no time wastin no time gettin to know each other you know the deal |
| 'cause only you got a thing that I just got to with |
| that I'm tryin to get with |
| (ooh lovely lady, girl you drive me crazy)4x |
| yeah, I gotta little bit of sympathy for you girl |
| yeah, cause I'm a full grown man and I'm not afraid to... |
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