Cifra de Got It Made - Theory of a Deadman
Veja os acordes de Got It Made, de Theory of a Deadman, e use os controles desta página para mudar o tom, ajustar a leitura e acompanhar a música enquanto toca. Ver mais cifras de Theory of a Deadman →
Primeiro acorde: D 5 acordes identificados
(Drop D)
Intro: C Eb F Eb F
C Eb F Eb
No time for a suitcase
F C Eb F Eb F C
Just grab a quick change of clothes
You ask where we're going now honey
Well I'd tell you but nobody knows
C Eb F Eb
So sneak out the back door
F C Eb F Eb F
Cause you know they'll try to make you stay
C Eb F Eb F
Make sure you got a seat belt on
Cause we're headed for the interstate
[Refrão] Ab Eb
We're having the best time, living the fast life
Thinking we're just too damn young to die
Ain't waiting for next time to see all the bright lights
To see it all
Driving the fast lane out on the freeway
Tell us to slow down, start the car chase
As long as we got each other we've got it made
We've got it, we've got it, we've got it made
C Eb F Eb
Pulled over on the side to the road
F C Eb F Eb F C
Going skinny dippin in the dark
Musta left the radio on
We had to push the car to get it to start
C Eb F
Cruising down on sunset
Eb F C Eb F Eb F
Then went racin up Mohulland drive
C Eb F Eb F
Then we stopped on the top of the world
C Eb F
Oh I never felt so alive
Refrão:
We're having the best time, living the fast life
Thinking we're just too damn young to die
Ain't waiting for next time to see all the bright lights
To see it all
Driving the fast lane out on the freeway
Tell us to slow down, start the car chase
As long as we got each other we've got it made
We've got it, we've got it, we've got it made
C Eb F Eb F
Now we're running on empty
We've got no place to go
C Eb F Eb
We've been sleeping in the backseat
Just waiting for the sun to show
C Eb F Eb F
Low on cash, the tape deck's broke
C Eb F Eb F
Thinking of heading home
C Eb F Eb F
But I can tell by the smile on your face
That we've still got miles to go
Refrão:
We're having the best time, living the fast life
Thinking we're just too damn young to die
Ain't waiting for next time to see all the bright lights
To see it all
Driving the fast lane out on the freeway
Tell us to slow down, start the car chase
As long as we got each other we've got it made
We've got it, we've got it, we've got it made