F#:
e -----------|
B ---11------|
G ---11------|
D ---11------|
A ----9------|
E -----------|

C#:
e -----------|
B ----6------|
G ----6------|
D ----6------|
A ----4------|
E -----------|

Abm:
e -----------|
B ----4------|
G ----4------|
D ----6------|
A ----6------|
E ----4------|


Intro:
e ---6-------6---7----6------------|    x4
B ---7-------7---7----7------------|
G ---6-------6---6----6------------|
D ---------------------------------|
A ---------------------------------|
E ---------------------------------|

F#
Cut off the coast of Mexico
Offshore wind and undertow
      C#
In a beat up sailboat anchor down
You and I baby no one else around
F#
Broken beer bottles all across the floor
Swimsuit calendar on the door
        C#
Saw Tiffany talking to her best friend
I wonder if I?m ever gonna see you again

     F#
Ooooh yeah, c?mon c?mon, faster faster
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
C#
Ooooh now slow it down
It?s got me feeling like eeehhhhhh

F#
Fix the antennae on the TV
Hit the side of it if it stops working
          C#
The waves knocked over my weed and I
                                                                  Abm
Woke up screaming in the middle of the night

Abm                      C#
Tell me where I?m going
Abm                                 C#                            F#
Maybe it?s better, there?s no way of knowing now
F#
Towards the end of May
And you?ve been gone now about a hundred days
And it turned out to be such a bummer
Cause you ended up gone for the summer

(^ same as intro)

F#
Underwater garden and too much fun
I asked if it was down there, you said no
            C#
French navy and Italian espionage
At least that?s what I think I saw
           F#
I did a backflip baby from 20 feet high
I only messed up a couple hundred times
                C#
You wanna race? Ok, ready, set, go
                                                    F#
I got a life boat, you got a row boat

F#
C?mon c?mon, faster faster
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
   C#
Ooooh now it?s busted up
It?s got me feeling like eeehhhhh

F#
Proper leadership is going down
Washed out book bag, leather bound
           C#
Crawling on my scraped up hands and knees
                                            Abm
Cargo shorts and cotton tees

Abm                       C#
Tell me where I?m going
Abm                                C#                        F#
Maybe it?s better, there?s no way of knowing
F#
Towards the end of May
And you?ve been gone now about a hundred days
And it turned out to be such a bummer
Cause you ended up gone for the summer
( ^ same as intro)

repeat intro.