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"Lost In Boston" Em Em2 Em3 3 0 7 5 0 8 4 0 9 0 2 9 x 2 7 x 0 x Intro: G Am C D G Am C D
GLost Amin CBosDton GDrinkin Amrum 'n CchocoDlate A Ghundred Amthousand Cblinkin Dlights Are Gmaking Amme CexhDausted
G Am C D G Am C D It was Fleet Week last week And all the sailors couldn’t sleep. Mini skirts and high heeled shoes Raining mud on shiny suits
EmTellEm eveEmryonEme Am Am EmThe EmoffiEmcersEm areAm gonAme This Em2night has Clived Too Amlong.Em2
Its pissing rain, the leaves are All scattered on the lawn We’re cramming our stuff in The back of the car And heading on uptown. And nothing’s going on. This night has lived too long.
Em3Nothing’s going on. There's nothing more to it.
Em3
CNow - Amyou can Em2hear us Cshout AmFor Em2miles aCround AmSomeEm2where upCtown.Am
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I hear you Ccalling from our Amstreet The Em2traffic Clights turn red to Amgreen I’lEm2l be righCt down AmYeah, I’Em2m cominCg out.Am
Lost in Boston Drinking rum and chocolate. A hundred thousand blinking lights Are making me exhausted. (tabbed by shmortisborg)