[Bb]Every time I [Bbmaj7]see you in the world, [Gm]you always step to my [F]girl
Intro - [Bb] [Bbmaj7] [Gm] [F] [Eb] [Bb] [Eb] [F] x2
[VERSE 1]
[Bb]Back back way back I used to [Bbmaj7]front like Angkor Wat
[Gm]Mechanicsburg Anchorage and [F]Dar es Salaam
[Eb]While home from New York was ch[Bb]ampagne and disco [Eb]tapes from L.A. slas[F]h San
Francisco
But [Bb]actually Oakland and [Bbmaj7]not Alameda
Your [Gm]girl was in Berkeley with her [F]Communist reader
[Eb]Mine was entombed within bo[Bb]ombox and walkman
[Eb]I was a hoarder but [F]girl that was back then
Bridge (he hums badoom with it):
[Bb] [Bbmaj7] [Gm] [F]
The Chorus is the same as the verse:
The g[Bb]loves are off, the w[Bbmaj7]isdom teeth are o[Gm]ut
What you [F]on about?
I [Eb]feel it in my [Bb]bones, I [Eb]feel it in my [F]bones
I'm [Bb]stronger now, I'm [Bbmaj7]ready for the [Gm]house
Such a [F]modest mouse,
I [Eb]can't do it [Bb]alone, I c[Eb]an't do it a[F]lone
[Bb]Every time I [Bbmaj7]see you in the world, [Gm]you always step to my [F]girl
[Eb] [Bb] [Eb] [F]
[VERSE 2]
Ancestors told me that their girl was better
She's richer than Croesus, she's tougher than leather
I just ignored all the details of a past life
Stale conversation deserves but a bread knife
And punks who would laugh when they saw us together
Well, they didn't know how to dress for the weather
I can still see them there huddled on Astor
Snow falling slow to the sound of the master
[CHORUS]
Bridge (just play the same chord pattern)
[VERSE 3]
Wisdom's a gift, but you'd trade it for youth
Age is an honor - it's still not the truth
We saw the stars when they hid from the world
You cursed the sun when it stepped to your girl
Maybe she's gone and I can't resurrect her
The truth is she doesn't need me to protect her
We don't know the true death, the way of all flesh
Everyone's dying, but girl - you're not old yet
[CHORUS]
Intro - [Bb] [Bbmaj7] [Gm] [F] [Eb] [Bb] [Eb] [F] x2
[VERSE 1]
[Bb]Back back way back I used to [Bbmaj7]front like Angkor Wat
[Gm]Mechanicsburg Anchorage and [F]Dar es Salaam
[Eb]While home from New York was ch[Bb]ampagne and disco [Eb]tapes from L.A. slas[F]h San
Francisco
But [Bb]actually Oakland and [Bbmaj7]not Alameda
Your [Gm]girl was in Berkeley with her [F]Communist reader
[Eb]Mine was entombed within bo[Bb]ombox and walkman
[Eb]I was a hoarder but [F]girl that was back then
Bridge (he hums badoom with it):
[Bb] [Bbmaj7] [Gm] [F]
The Chorus is the same as the verse:
The g[Bb]loves are off, the w[Bbmaj7]isdom teeth are o[Gm]ut
What you [F]on about?
I [Eb]feel it in my [Bb]bones, I [Eb]feel it in my [F]bones
I'm [Bb]stronger now, I'm [Bbmaj7]ready for the [Gm]house
Such a [F]modest mouse,
I [Eb]can't do it [Bb]alone, I c[Eb]an't do it a[F]lone
[Bb]Every time I [Bbmaj7]see you in the world, [Gm]you always step to my [F]girl
[Eb] [Bb] [Eb] [F]
[VERSE 2]
Ancestors told me that their girl was better
She's richer than Croesus, she's tougher than leather
I just ignored all the details of a past life
Stale conversation deserves but a bread knife
And punks who would laugh when they saw us together
Well, they didn't know how to dress for the weather
I can still see them there huddled on Astor
Snow falling slow to the sound of the master
[CHORUS]
Bridge (just play the same chord pattern)
[VERSE 3]
Wisdom's a gift, but you'd trade it for youth
Age is an honor - it's still not the truth
We saw the stars when they hid from the world
You cursed the sun when it stepped to your girl
Maybe she's gone and I can't resurrect her
The truth is she doesn't need me to protect her
We don't know the true death, the way of all flesh
Everyone's dying, but girl - you're not old yet
[CHORUS]
Used chords
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