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Date: Sun, 25 Jun 1995 21:59:42 GMT From: kenny@gil.net (Kenny Sahr) Subject: CRD: Slit Skirts by Pete Townshend Please tell me if I did this right and made life easy for you guys. There are many people all over the world who appreciate what you do and I for one would like to help whenever possible.. SLIT SKIRTS INTRO: Bbm / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / || VERSE I: I was just thirty-four years old and I was still
BbmWandering in a haze Absus4I was wondering why eveAbryone I met seemed like they were F#sus4Lost in a maze F# Ebsus4I don't know whyEb I thought I should have some kind of BbmDivine right to the blues Absus4It's sympathy not tears peAbople need when they're the F#sus4Front Page sad news. F# Ebsus4The incense burEbned away and the Bb(add2) Stench began to rise Ebmaj7And lovers now estranged avoided Bb(add2) Catching each others' eyes Ebmaj7PRE-CHORUS I: And girls who lost their children cursed the Fmaj7Men who fit the coil Cmaj7 Fmaj7And men not fit Cmaj7for marriage took their Fmaj7Refuge in the oil Cmaj7 Fmaj7No-one respectCmaj7s the flame quite like the Gmaj7Fool who's badly burDmaj7ned Gmaj7>From all thisDmaj7 you'd imagine that there Gmaj7Must be something leaDmaj7rned . . . C11CHORUS I Slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those CSlit skirts, and I don't ever wear no F(add2) Ripped shirts, can't pretend that growing older Am7Never hurts. Bb(add2) Knee-pants, Jeanie never wears those CKnee-pants, have to be so drunk to try a F(add2) New dance, so afraid of every little Am7Romance . . . Bb(add2) Slit skirts, slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those DSlit skirts, slit skirts, she wouldn't dare in those BmSlit skirts, slit skirts, wouldn't be seen dead in those Gmaj7Slit skirts C11Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up DRomance' Why can't we drink it up BmTrue-heart romance, just need a brief new little Gmaj7Romance . . . C11
VERSE II Let me tell you some more about myself, you know I'm sitting at home just now. The big events of the day have passed and the late TV shows have come on. I'm number one on the home team, but I still feel unfulfilled. A silent voice in a broken heart complains that I'm unskilled. And I know that when she thinks of me, she thinks of me as him, but unlike me she don't workout her frustrations in the gym. Recriminations fester and the past can never change, a woman's expectations run from both ends of the range. Once she walked with untamed lovers face between her legs, Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg... [Repeat VERSE I, PRE-CHORUS I & CHORUS I] FADE [Repeat last four lines of CHORUS I] Collector of tabs for The Who... Author of Hebrew language Jordan/Syria Travel Guide