Jimmy Reed The Wave Pictures
I, stole the tra[Em]in [G]out of your drea[C]m no[B]w you're full [Em]of b[G]itter themes[C] [B]
[Em]standing [G]by the [C]fruit ma[B]chines you [Em]showed me [G]what am[C]bition [B]means.
[Em]you're a highly paid [G]actress [C]struggling to get [B]work as a waitress,
[Em]you ran away from the [G]circus [C]to go to s[B]chool,
[Em]this ripe tom[G]ato [C]that you [B]call your brain
is be[Em]ginning,[G] to get [C]on my [B]nerves again
Oh [A]David, you said, [Em]sometimes life gets complicated
the [A]telephone sweet telephone the [B]kind of talk I've always hated
[Em]yea[A]h, I said [Em]yea[A]h, I said [Em]yea[A]h, I said [Em]yea[A]h
[G]baby you don't [A]have to go, [Em]yea[A]h, y[Em]eah[A] yeah yeah
cos [G]Jimmy Reed he [A]told you so[Em] [A] [Em] [A]
[Em]I would like to [G]die tonight wit[C]hout any f[B]eelings of guilt,
[Em]no use [G]cryin over [C]all the [B]milk I've spilled,
on [Em]bedrooms floors[G], beh[C]ind closed doors[B], on [Em]silk tight [G]ladies [C]bellies[B]
well I [Em]called about your [G]hair your legs your [C]eyes your mouth your s[B]kin
and [Em]I got drunk and [G]fell asleep and [C]dreamed of all the places [B]you had been,
[Em]every [G]dream end[C]ed i[B]n violence,[Em] [G] the r[C]est is s[B]ilence
[A]David, you said, [Em]my mouth is sweet as pink ice cream
[A]David you said, [B]I will get you in my dreams
oh [Em]yea[A]h, I said [Em]yea[A]h, I said [Em]yea[A]h? [Em]yea[A]h?
[G]baby you don't [A]have to go, [Em]yea[A]h[Em] [A]
[G]Jimmy Reed he [A]told you so, [Em]yea[A]h[Em] [A]
(short solo)
Well it's [Em]raining, [G]squirrels, [C]hedgehogs, [B]pigs and moths
and [Em]I am [G]in my bedroom [C]worshi[B]ping fake gods
[Em]Gene [G]Simmons tongue it [C]keeps the world t[B]urning
you [Em]stalk my liver with a [G]volcanic quiver, my [C]pancreas is [B]burning
[A]David, you said I[Em] live my life like birthday cake
[A]every year another layer, [B]every year a new mistake
[Em]yea[A]h, I said [Em]yea[A]h, I said [Em]yea[A]h, I said [Em]yay[A]ayayayeah oh
[G]baby you don't [A]have to go, [Em]yea[A]h, [Em]yea[A]h
[G]ya know Jimmy Reed he [A]told you so, [Em]yea[A]h[Em] [A]
Your[Em] swimming trunks, your [G]cigarettes, your [C]dusty Spanish [B]castanets
your [Em]childish brothers [G]childish threats, the [C](______?) microwave [B]cooking.
It [Em]took you a month to [G]learn my name now I [C]wish you would for[B]get it
all the [Em]stuff you said would [G]mess up my head but don't [C]worry I do not [B]let it.
[A]David you said, [Em]sometimes I feel like I lost a bet,
[A]when boys blow kisses at my (___? __? ________?), it [B]burns my soul like a cigarette,
oh [Em]yea[A]h! I said [Em]yea[A]h, I said [Em]yay[A]ayayayayayeahe[Em]yea[A]hyeah
[G]baby you don't [A]have to go, [Em]yea[A]h, I said [Em]yea[A]h
[G]ya know Jimmy Reed he [A]told you so, [Em]yea[A]h, y[Em]eah[A]
[G]oh baby you don't [A]have to go, [Em]no [A]no no no no [Em]no [A]no no no no no
[G]Jimmy Reed he told [A]you so[Em] [A] [Em] [A]
[Em] [A] [Em] [Em] [Em] [Em] [Em] [Em] [Em] [Em] [Em]
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