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Koreema know just what it is she does
F          G           Bb            F
It cant be hard for her to get a buzz
F           G
Down in the street below
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You can hear the drunken prophet sing
F                 G
"I know whats on your mind my boy
Bb                F
I can see oh everything
F              G             Bb
Lead pipes are fortune made well
                 F
Take a tip from me
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Climb up to her window ledge or you'll forever be
     Eb                           Ebm                              Bb
Just walking under ladders as the people round you hear you crying please
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as the people round you hear you crying please

(F  G  Bb  F)
Who really knows just what it is she does
It cant be hard for her
To get a buzz
The rapture of vertigo
And letting go
Me myself i was never sure
Was it the liquor
Or was it my soul?