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Capotraste 6ª casa

Tom: C

              C
Well we're here,
                             Em
We're at the common again,
                              Am
Smoke sticks to the 10 fags
                                           F
That I only bought an hour ago
              C 
Said well I,
                                 Em
I like the look of your shoes
                              Am
i like the that your face looks
                F
when I'm arguing with you
            C
And so when
                            Em
when we all grow old
                                        Am
i hope that this song will remind you 
                                                      F
that i'm not as bad as you've been told
            C
When i knock
        Em
at 102
                          Am
And i see you're pyjamas
                                 F
i cant stop smiling at you
                       C
And thats why when
                         Em
we're at the common again
                                  Am
Ive been pouring my heart out 
                              F
to your optimistic grin
              C
Said well I, I, I,
                               Em
I like the cut of your jib
                                    Am
I like the way that your face looks
                                              F
when you're yapping on about him     
                  C
But on this shit 
                    Em
i found your smell
                             Am
I just sat there for ages              
                                      F
contemplating what to do with myself

C                          Em
called you up at 102
                               Am
we just sat there for ages
              
talking about that boy
                 F
what was getting onto you, you