Old 97's - Bel air

^BbI've been lightin' matches in the boiler room I'm wearin' ^Dmsulfur perfume don't I smell ^Fnice ^Cyou come sniffin' round just like you ^Bbown the joint you know it's ^Dmrude to point, don't make me tell you ^Ftwice

Well, I ^Clike the way you walk that's why I ^C7left my door unlocked I must be g^Dmoin' off half-cocked I sometimes ^Fdo

^Dmwell you think i'ts ^Gfunny but I ^Dmknow it aint no j^Goke there's ^Dmnothin' left to ^Gread in here, there's n^Cothin' left to ^Fsmoke ^Dmbefore the ^Gband kicks in to ^Dmget a better ^Gstart ^Fwell, I'll stomp a mudhole in your h^Ceart

^BbPoured whisky in my Slurpee swear to God, you got me drunk now I'm thinkin' ^Dmthat I'm sunk and I can't swim ^{F C}well I'm drownin^Bb' in the backseat of a '61 Bel Air ^DmI got a mouthful of your hair, a^F handful of skin

^Cwell, I aint suffocatin' ^C7I'm just sick and tired of waitin' ^Dmstop this pointless hesistatin' ^Fand pull me in

^DmThere's an awful lot^G of stars ou^Dmt here, an awful ^Glot of sky I'm turn^Dmin' on the radio^G, they're playin' Let i^Ct Ride ^{F Dm}before the band kick^Gs in to get ^Dma better start ^{G F}well, I'll stomp a mudho^Cle in your heart

^CWe could cruise the lake like psychos ^C7scare the kids on motorcycles ^Dmthere aint nothin' I would rathe^Fr do ^DmWell it's 3-D for th^Ge t.v., and ^Dmit's empty on the^G street ^DmIf it weren't fo^Gr me and you, the avenu^Ce'd be incomple^Fte ^DmAnd I should say thi^Gs 'fore this^Dm whole thing even^G starts ^Fwell, I'll stomp a mudho^Cle in your heart ^Fwell, I'll stomp a mudho^Cle in your heart ^Fwell, I'll stomp a mudhole i^Cn your