The Wombats

The Wombats

Patricia The Stripper
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No Capo 


A 
She works downtown in an unmarked bar, flyin' 'round poles 
                                    D 
She always gave me the fright of my life 
A 
I didn't mean to get involved it was the alcohol 
                            D 
Mixed with an empty feeling inside 
            Bm 
It's such a bad idea 
   D                      E 
To fall in love with a 'lady of the night' 

A  
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) 

                                 D 
Why didn't God give her two left feet 
Bm                D 
Then she couldn't run away from me 

A                              
Months go by and I'm alone in bed 
                                                                D 
While she's greasing up for when the businessmen and lawyers arrive 
A 
I've got to wear a beard, a suit and tie 
                                               D 
To get past the door if I want to see my girl tonight 
                               
        Bm 
I go to all this effort 
               D                   E 
Just to see my fair Patricia going home with some other guy 

A  
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) 
  
                                 D 
Why didn't God give her two left feet 
Bm                D 
Then she couldn't run away from me 

A  
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) 
  
                                 D 
Why didn't God give her two left feet 
Bm                D 
Then she couldn't run away from me 

Bm             D              A           E 
She thinks I'm sad and that's alright 
Bm              D                  A         E 
But she doesn't hate me so there's my little alibi 
Bm                      D                 A 
I can't, I can't leave, I can't, I can't, I can't 
         E              Bm                     
She's my coked up Botox girl 

A         E 
Patricia, Patricia 
    A                                    D 
Oh, Patricia the stripper you are my sunshine 
    Bm                               A 
So, why can't you come home with me tonight 

A  
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) 
  
                                 D 
Why didn't God give her two left feet 
Bm                D 
Then she couldn't run away from me

Enviado por: Paulinha Araujo

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