CAPO ON 3RD FRET

Brian Wilson 

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Drove downtown in the rain, 9:30 on a Tuesday night
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Just to check out the late night record shop
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Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane
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But when I'm surrounded I just can't stah-op

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It's a matter of instinct, it's a matter of conditioning, a matter of fact
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You can call me Pavlov's da----awgg
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Ring a bell and I'll salivate, well how'd you like that
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Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue, 'cause right now I'm

CHORUS

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Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
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Well I'm, lying in bed just like Brian Wilson diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid whoa

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So I'm lying here, just staring at the ceiling tiles
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And I'm thinking about, whoa what to think about
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Just listening and relistening to smiley smile
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And I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative doubt, because I'm

CHORUS

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Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
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Well I'm, lying in bed just like Brian Wilson diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid whoa

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And if you wanna find me I'll be   out in the sandbox
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Just wondering where the hell all the love has goooahhhoone
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Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun, whoa-whoa-oh-oh
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And singing fun, fun, fun

CHORUS

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Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
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Well I'm, lying in bed just like Brian Wilson diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid whoa

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    I had a dream that I was three hundred pounds
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And though I was very heavy I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground

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I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
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Somebody help me (I couldn't see the ground)
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Somebody help me (I couldn't see the ground)
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Somebody help meeeeee, because I'm

CHORUS

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Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
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Well I'm, lying in bed just like Brian Wilson diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid whoa

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Drove downtown in the raaain, 9:30 on a Tuesday night
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Just to check out the late night record shop (late night record shop)
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Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, or call it insane whoa-oh
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'Cause when I'm surrounded I just can't stoooahhp

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