The Good Life - Orourkes 120am
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Amit's different when you're Glonely
Amthe whole world's in Glove
Amholding hands between barstooGls
Amand you're holding your Gtongue
Dmhold Fon!
you're soC/G fucked up, you're so Gfickle
Dmisn't this what you Fwant?
soC/G simple? so siGngle?
Ambut you're different when you're helpless G
Amwhen the bar's closed their Gdoors
Amgrowning hostal towards your waitress G
Amthere's extra tips to ignGore
Am
Ambut it's different cause you're desperate
beggingG mercy on the sidewalk
to aAm sea of last callers
keep theG conversation quick, and keep them interested
but you'reAm different and they sense it
yourG eyes can't disguise it
soAm glassy, half empty
Gready to spill
Dmso hold oFn
C/Gplease don't Gleave yet
Dmi can't go home aFlone
C/Git doesn't go ovGer so well
Dmso Fhold on C/Gjust a little lGonger
Dmat least through the Fnight
C/Gat least until Gmorning
Am G Am G Am G
[oh! oh, oh oh!]
Ambut it's different when you're lonelyG
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the whole world's in love
Dmhold onF
C/Ghold on toG me
Dmi can hardly Fstand (C/Gmuch less the Gsight of myself)
Dmso hFold on
C/Ghold on tight Gdear
Dmput your foot on the Fgas
C/Gget me the fuck oGut of here
outreo
Am Am Dm
Am Dm Am
Am Dm Am
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oh, oohhhh, oooooohhh
oh, oohhhh, oooooohhh