Cifra de Honey We Can't Afford To Look This Cheap - White Stripes
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Intro: Riff 1, Riff 2, Riff 1, Riff 2, Riff 3
verse 1:
F
Well, I want to try and hold my head up high
In this busted-up Pinto truck conversion between the broken concrete and the cloudy sky
Well, you have to make an effort with me, can you make it look like you're chauffeuring me?
There's enough gas to get us home now if we glide
verse 2:
When we took this job I thought that you knew the deal
I told the boss we had a Mercedes-Benz but all we got in our yard is a steering wheel
Well, I can't borrow this tuxedo much longer, well we might have to cut and sell your long hair
F C F (Riff 3)
I don't mind you wearing a wig, but I won't steal
[Refrão] Bb
Yeah, well, honey, we can't afford to look this cheap
We need to make it look like we're high class, so we'll haul ourself on, we can't be beat
I can't help but wonder, this time next year, will we be drinking Dom Perignon or reheated beer?
Well, honey, we can't afford to look this cheap.
verse 3:
We have to keep up appearances as long as we can
There's too much to lose, our social status, well, our ice machine, and our ceiling fan
And if they find out that we ain't real songwriters that we go Dutch on cigarette lighters
F C F
We're gonna lose the paradise that's in our hands
[Refrão] Bb
Well, honey, we can't afford to look this cheap
Got an image to live up to, in the best motel on Imposter Street
While the Jones are waltzin off to dinner we glue old lotto tix together tryin to make us a winner
Well, honey, we can't afford to look this cheap
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