Kickass tune...


D7sus2  000210



Verse 1:
        G                     C                         D     D7sus2
You can write your tunes with rhythm and blues as your alibi
        G                     C                         D     D7sus2
You can sell your soul and lay the blame on the passers-by
        G         C         D  
You shake your body on the tv screen
  D               C          Bb       G
It seems to me, you?d try anything twice
        G             C               D            D7sus2
And swing it out and use it as your aphrodisiac
          G                    C                       D              D7sus2
You can give it to me, to me, Plain to see that I?ll give it you back
     G              C                      D  
You let it flow, let it go, there?s nothing to it
 D          C    Bb       G     C     Bb      Em    D
Anyone can try anything twice, try anything twice


Chorus:
G               C                F            Em
Chasing after stories that have already been told
G               C                F            Em
Cannot look old son house in the eyes
G               C                F     Em
I know where you carry such a fragile load
G                        C                
But I?ve got yours, and you?ve got mine
         F
It?s a rhythm and blues alibi




Verse 2
G             C                D         D7sus2
La la la la la la la la la la laaa..
          G                        C                        D         D7sus2
You can take a trip through your juke joint smoke-filled paradise
          G                          C                   D           D7sus2
You can give it your all, ?cause you are walking a fine, fine line, la
    G            C              D
You shake your booty on the tv screen
  D                  C     Bb    G     
Seems to me, you?d try anything twice
       C     Bb     Em        D
You?d try anything twice     (Well let me hear you now)

Chorus:
G               C                F            Em
Chasing after stories that have already been told
G               C                F            Em
Couldn't I look old son house in the eyes
G               C                F     Em
I know where you carry such a fragile load
G                        C                
But I?ve got yours, and you?ve got mine
         F
It?s a rhythm and blues alibi

G     C     D    D7sus
La la la la la etc.