Тональность: E minor
Verse 1
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This will be your fi nal briefing.
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D
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You don't want a new sex maria,
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yes I'll buy it
D
Em
G
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Oh, you don't want a new sex maria,
Em
G
B
He's a man with the eyes of gold,
D
But when he takes hold,
B
E
Ain't no question of superiority,
D
ask the vast majority
G
Of ladies who wrote the book,
B
D
who took one look and they just shook
G
I don't want to say the man
is a great old robber
E
But a lot of you folks
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E
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Bb
better lock up your daughters
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Oh, you know what I mean
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Am
don't a sex murderer, it's all right
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D
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I don't want to
Am
Em
be a sex murderer,
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G
out of style
Am
Ponytail is a bonus tale
B
F#
E
The more the better,
D
revolving on his rusty nail
G
Am
Building up a bad reputation
E
D
Whirling garbage of heart palpitation
F#
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Am
Stuck to the hospital bed,
You know you can't run
G
Am
Pull the sheets off, start to sweat
B
E
It's gonna be a one -off
D
F#
that you'll jet
G
You'll grow wings you
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E
thought you never had
D
Then I'll spread them and
love you till you go mad
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Am
Em
E
Military Casanova with a night bike
You can't fight the mic
D
F#
with the right height
G
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E
When you see that pink gun loading
D
To do some love volcano exploding
G
Wave your arms in the air
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E
Conduct yourself accordingly
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Bbm
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Bbm
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Conduct the symphony, hear the cacophony
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I hear you scream louder,
E
D
Ride the white horse, until you feel sore
G
Would you like to be an
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E
other statistic?
D
E
Another notch in a case of lipstick?
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E
B
White collar worker with a thing of that
F#
flirting with a grim reaper
E
D
F#
till he's out of breath
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Am
He's on a mission to show you
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E
a position he once had
D
in a vision of a nuclear fission
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Black is the dev
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il's color,
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black is the devil's
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color
E
G
B
He's got an arsenal, a machine gun cliché
E
D
Eat you alive, spit you out on a bad day
G
A
He'll make you dance
I got a friend who's gone crazy
D
from the things he said
G
Am
E
Late at night I can hear him chanting
D
Dog panting, raving and ranting
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A
He needs a spanking till he's green
Bm
Em
Move over, he's a sex marine
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You know what I need
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D
Em
is sex for real, it's all right
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Am
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You know what I need
Am
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is sex for real, I decided
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Gm
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You know what I need
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Em
is sex for real,
G
Don't you dare.
Em
G
Don't you dare.
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Am
You know why I need a sex lawyer.
Em
G
Don't you dare. Oh, sex.
Em
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