• Song:

    Acid Jazz Singer

  • Artist:

    The Fratellis

  • Album:

    Here We Stand (Deluxe V...

Intro A
A
Well let me tell you something let me tell you so

This could be the one thing that you really need to know
               D
You've got to stop once in a while
                    A
And shake off that face of yours
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Cause nothing comes easy no it just comes free
Em                                  C#m              E
You could sing it better if you'd sing it for me oh sister

A
Well I cannot claim this advice as my own

I learned it in the gutter one night crawling home
          D
She said "Don't you look ridiculous"
                       A
I checked her out meticulously
F#m
I don't wanna' stop to argue but my
C#m
Teeth were broke
             F#m
I said " I'd love to contradict you
        C#m              E
But my life's a joke oh sister"
  
          A
She said I'm no genius and I've lost myself

The books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
         D
And it's one time keep it slow wind them up and here we go
A
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
E
Some said she was saintly to some she was a swinger
D                                               A
Me I only knew here as an acid jazz singer come on

A
Well I'm a lucky man and maybe so is she

And maybe this is just the way it has to be
           D
It's all based on speculation seems a crazy occupation to me
F#m                                  C#m
And though I didn't much believe her I was bound to call
F#m                       C#m                          E
I really didn't want to miss a single thing at all oh sister

          A
She said I'm no genius and I've lost myself

The books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
D
And it's one time keep it slow wind them up and here we go
A
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
E
Some said she was saintly to some she was a swinger
D                                                A
Me I only knew here as an acid jazz singer come on

A
She said I'm no genius and I've lost myself

The books are on the table and the secret's on the shelf
         D
And it's one time keep it slow wind them up and here we go
A
Get it right today and you may still be here tomorrow
E
Some said she was saintly to some she was a swinger
D
Me I only knew here as an acid jazz singer
E
I haven't seen her lately man I have to ring her
D                                                 A
Put your hands together for the Acid jazz singer come on...
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