Fruitcakes  Jimmy Buffett

##song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. ##Date: Wed, 9 Aug 1995 12:23:31 -0400#      The following is what I believe are the chords for Jimmy Buffett's#Artist: Jimmy Buffett#Album:Fruitcakes       C: 032010     D:000232      G: 320033##  You know, I was talkin' to my friend Desdomona the other day, she runs the#are flawed individuals.  That the cosmic bakers took us out of the oven a#believe it.#try to sell you this jumbo drink, eight extra ounces of watered down cherry#organization in my life.  I don't want other people thinking for me.  I#want a 12-pound Nestle's crunch for 25 dollars!  I want Junior Mints!  We# I'm mad as hell, and I don't wanna take it anymore!#Chorus:


      [C]Fruitcakes in t[D]he kitc[G]hen, fruitc[C]akes on the st[D]reet


                         [C]        [D]          [G] [C] [D]     [G] Struttin' naked through the crosswalk in the middle of the week


                      [C]           [D]   [G] [C] [D]      H[G]alf-baked cookies in the oven, half baked people on the bus


        There's a litt[C]le bit[D] of fru[G]itcake left in ever[C]yone of [D]us


 Verse1:


      [C]              [D]          [G]      [C] [D] [G]      Paradise, lost and found.  Paradise, take a look around


        I was out[C] in Cali[D]fornia w[G]here I hear th[C]ey have it all [D]


                    [C]       [D]         [G] [C]     [D] They g[G]ot riots, fires, and mudslides.  They got sushi in the mall


        [C]Water bar[D]s and bronto[G]saurs, Chinese mo[C]dern lust


       [C]               [D]            [G]  [C] [D]      [G] Shake and bake life with the quake, the secret's in the crust


To Chorus:


Verse 2:


 Spoken: Speakin' of Fruitcakes, how 'bout the government?


               [C]         [D]          [G]  [C] [D]       "We lost[G] or martian rocketship", the high-paid sposkesman said


                   [C]           [D]     [G] [C] [D]         Looks l[G]ike that silly rocket ship has lost its cone-shaped head


                   We spen[C]d 90 jillion[D] dollars[G], tryin' a get a lo[C]ok at Ma[D]rs


                     [C]     [D]       [G]      [C] [D] [G]         I hear Universal laughter ringin' out among the stars


Chorus:


         [C]Fruitcakes in t[D]he Galax[G]y, Fruitca[C]kes on the Earth[D]


                    [C]        [D]        [G] [C] [D]        Stru[G]ttin' naked towards Eternity, we've been that way since birth


                         [C]          [D] [G] [C] [D]       [G] Half-baked cookies in the oven, half-baked people on the bus


        There's a litt[C]le bit[D] of Fru[G]itcake left in everyo[C]ne of u[D]s


  The rest of the song obvuiosly continues in this pattern.  It's not very


complicated, but it's fun to play.  See you in Margaritaville!


Bill Schofield (and Caroline)


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