Brite Nightgown


     |Db7             |Eb7          |E7           |Ab7            |
Bass:     Db Eb E          Db Eb E      Db Eb E         Db Eb E


|A7           |Gb7           |Ab7sus4          |Eb7     
     Db Eb E       Db Eb E            Db Eb E        Db Eb E
       
|Em9        |Em6/9       |Em9        |Em6/9          |

|Em9        |Em6/9       |Em9        |Em6/9          |


Em9                    Em9/6..etc..etc..
     I dreamed I had a fever 

I was pushin' one-oh-three 

My mom's all upset - cryin' by my bedside 

Everybody's prayin' for me 

I hear a scratchin' at the window 

I somehow twist myself around 

I realize I'm eyes to eyes 

With the fella in the Brite Nitegown 

Brite Nitegown
 
Brite Nitegown 

You can't fight with the fella 

In the Brite Nitegown 


|Em9        |Em6/9       |Em9        |Em6/9  (slight pause)|  

                            Db5 Eb Db  G
Em9                Em9/6..
The eagle flies on Friday 

My baby wants to bash 

I hit the ATM - and march down the street 

With a roll of party cash. 

Right then a couple lit-up brothers 

They gently put me on the ground 

They do the steal and leave me to deal 

With the fella in the Brite Nitegown 

Brite Nitegown 

Brite Nitegown 

You can't fight with the fella 

                 Db/E
In the Brite Nitegown 


|F#m9            |F#m6         Bmaj7/Eb|Abm9      |Abm6              |


|Abm9            |Abm6                 |Em13      |F#m7/E            |


|Em9             |D6/9             Eb13|Dmaj9     D7+9|Bb+5/C      C9|  


|F#7sus4/B    Ab7-5|Gmaj7            G6|Dmaj9     D7-5|Bb+5/C      C7| 


|F#7sus4/B    Ab7-5|Gmaj7            G6|Dmaj9     D7-5|Bb+5/C        |


|F#7sus4/B    Ab7-5|Gmaj7            G6|Dmaj9     D7-5|Bb+5/C        | 


|F#7sus4/B    Ab7-5|Gmaj7         B13-9|Em9            |Em6/9        |

 
|Em9            |Em6/9        |


     |Db7             |Eb7          |E7           |Ab7            |
Bass:     Db Eb E          Db Eb E      Db Eb E         Db Eb E


|A7           |Gb7           |Ab7sus4          |Eb7     
     Db Eb E       Db Eb E            Db Eb E        Db Eb E

       
|Em9        |Em6/9       |Em9        |Em6/9          |


|Em9        |Em6/9       |Em9        |Em6/9          |



Em9                Em6/9
Ten milligrams of Chronax 
Will whip you back through time 
Past Hebrew kings - and furry things 
To the birth of humankind 
I shared in all of nature's secrets 
But when I finally came around 
I'm sittin' on the rug gettin' a victory hug 
From the fella in the brite Brite Nitegown 

Brite Nitegown 
Brite Nitegown 
You can't fight with the fella 
In the Brite Nitegown

  Etc etc..