Arctic Monkeys - Golden trunks

^C#m Last night when my ^Gmaj7psyche's subc^C#mommittee sang to me in it^Gmaj7s scary voice ^C#m You slowly dropped your ^Gmaj7eyelids When ^C#mtrue love takes a grip it leaves you ^Gmaj7without a choice

^F#m And in res^Gponse to what you whispered in my ^A/Eear I must a^Faugdmit some^Dmaj7times ^{Dmaj7 C#7} I fanta^F#msize about you ^C#mtoo.

^C#m The leader of the ^Gmaj7free world remind^C#ms you of a wrestler wearing tigh^Gmaj7t golden trunks ^C#m He's got himself a ^Gmaj7theme tune They ^C#mplay it for him as he makes his ^Gmaj7way to the ring

^F#m And in res^Gponse to what you whispered in my ^A/Eear I must a^Faugdmit some^Dmaj7times ^{Dmaj7 C#7} I fanta^F#msize about you^C#m too.

^Gmaj7 In the daytime, ^{C#m Gmaj7 C#m F#m}Bendable fi^Ggures with a fr^C#dimesh new pack of lies ^Dmaj7 Summat ^A/Eelse to ^Faugpublic^Dmaj7ise ^{Dmaj7 C#} I'm sure you've h^F#meard ^Eabout^C# eno^Bmugh.^F#m

^Dmaj7 So in respons^Ee to what you whispered in my ear^C#7 I'll be upfron^F#mt Some^Dmaj7times (som^C#sus4etimes)^C#7 I fantas^F#mize about you too ^D#m7b5