Slit Skirts

INTRO: Bbm / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / || VERSE I: I was just thirty-four years old and I was still Bbm Wandering in a haze Absus4 Ab I was wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were F#sus4 F# Lost in a maze Ebsus4 Eb I don't know why I thought I should have some kind of Bbm Divine right to the blues Absus4 Ab It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the F#sus4 F# Front Page sad news. Ebsus4 Eb The incense burned away and the Bb(add2) Stench began to rise Ebmaj7 And lovers now estranged avoided Bb(add2) Catching each others' eyes Ebmaj7 PRE-CHORUS I: And girls who lost their children cursed the Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Men who fit the coil Fmaj7 Cmaj7 And men not fit for marriage took their Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Refuge in the oil Fmaj7 Cmaj7 No-one respects the flame quite like the Gmaj7 Dmaj7 Fool who's badly burned Gmaj7 Dmaj7 >From all this you'd imagine that there Gmaj7 Dmaj7 Must be something learned . . . C11 CHORUS I Slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those C Slit skirts, and I don't ever wear no F(add2) Ripped shirts, can't pretend that growing older Am7 Never hurts. Bb(add2) Knee-pants, Jeanie never wears those C Knee-pants, have to be so drunk to try a F(add2) New dance, so afraid of every little Am7 Romance . . . Bb(add2) Slit skirts, slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those D Slit skirts, slit skirts, she wouldn't dare in those Bm Slit skirts, slit skirts, wouldn't be seen dead in those Gmaj7 Slit skirts C11 Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up D Romance? Why can't we drink it up Bm True-heart romance, just need a brief new little Gmaj7 Romance . . . 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