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                             Dormitory Girls - Evil Cowards
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Album: Moving Through Security
Tabbed by: Mel
E-mail: melectricsix@gmail.com

[intro and verses]
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G]--4-4-4-----4----4------4-4-4----4----4-6-4--------------------------------------------------|
D]--4-4-4-----4--6-4----6-4-4-4----4--6-4-6-4-4-6-6-6-----6--4-6----4-6-6-6--------------------|
A]--2-2-2-----2--6-2----6-2-2-2----2--6-2-4-2-4-6-6-6-----6--4-6----4-6-6-6----2---2--4^--2----|
E]---------------4------4-------------4-------2-4-4-4-----4--2-4----2-4-4-4------4-----------4-|x3

Looking through binoculars it's you I see

Moving all your stuff through university

It's clear that you exist just to torment me

But at least I'm getting this abuse for free


You are looking through your window you are only 18

I am looking through your window I am also 18

But I'm wearing camouflage 'cause I don't wanna be seen

And I'm singing you this song baby

Let's sing

[chorus]
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G]--4--4-4--------4--4------------------|
D]--4--4-4--6--6--4--4-6--6-6-----------|
A]--2--2-2--6--6--2--2-6--6-6-----------|
E]----------4--4-------4--4-4-----------| x2

You are the dormitory girls in sunglasses

And your heads are just as tight as your asses

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D]--2-2--2--2-4-4--4--4--2-2--2--2-4-4--4--4--|
A]--2-2--2--2-4-4--4--4--2-2--2--2-4-4--4--4--|
E]--0-0--0--0-2-2--2--2--0-0--0--0-2-2--2--2--|

But you know a little something 'bout love

And I know there's no way you're thinking of me


You are the dormitory girls, hey ain't ya catches.

Shooting straight to the heads of your classes

And you're living for the luxury life

Ain't gonna be nobody's mom or wife while you're the dormitory girls