Matt Maltese - Strange time

^GNow that we're doomed Let me s^Gmhow you to your room Where w^De can implode by the mo^Bmon I'm a s^Gelf-obsessed mess

And we're ^Dboth gladly losing our m^Bminds

^GWe sure have a str^Gmaj7ange tim^Ge ^Gm But we sure do it r^Dmaj7ight ^D7 We sure have a str^Gmaj7ange time ^Gm We're getting stra^Bnger every n^Dmaj7ight

^GTonight I'll be drunk And act^Gm like a punk (so drunk) And yo^Du'll sit and laugh while I throw ^Bmup They say I'm too ^Gold for my age And yo^Gmu're just the same ^A Yet w^De make love like kids, again and a^Bmgain

^GWe sure have a str^Gmaj7ange tim^Ge ^Gm But we sure do it r^Dmaj7ight ^D7 We sure have a str^Gmaj7ange time ^Gm We're getting stra^Bnger every n^Dmaj7ight

And I^Gmaj7'm naked now, on your f^Gmine red couch and you P^Dmaj7ut your body to me Y^Fou put your body to me ^Gmaj7I'm naked now on your fi^Gmne red couch and you Y^Dou can see right through me

^FCome on now, lets just have a s^Gtrange time ^Gm Oh it's just right if we d^Dmaj7eface our mi^Fnds We can have a st^Grange time ^Gm And get stranger every ^Dmaj7night ^{G Gm} And get stranger every ^Dnight