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(CAPO ON 3RD FRET)
SOL RE LAm7 SOL
Drove downtown in the rain, 9:30 on a Tuesday night
RE SIm7 LAm7
Just to check out the late night record shop
SOL RE LAm7
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane
SOL RE SIm7 LAm7
But when I'm surrounded I just can't stah-op
(This progression continues throughout the slow intro)
It's a matter of instinct, it's a matter of conditioning, a matter of fact
You can call me Pavlov's dog
Ring a bell and I'll salivate, well how'd you like that
Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue, 'cause right now I'm
CHORUS
SOL RE LAm7
Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
SOL RE MIm MIm/DO MIm/DO# MIm/DO
Well I'm, lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
(Progression for the verse is the same as intro. Just listen to the song
to get the proper rythym and tempo)
Well I'm lying here, just staring at the ceiling tiles
And I'm thinking about, whoa what to think about
Just listening and relistening to smiley smile
And I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative doubt, because I'm
CHORUS
LAm7 RE FA MIm
And if you wanna find me I'll be out in the sandbox
LAm7 RE SOL FA LAm7
Just wondering where the hell all the love has gah-ah-ahn
RE FA MIm LAm7
Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun, whoa-whoa-oh-oh
RE SOL
And singing fun, fun, fun
CHORUS
LAm MI7 LAm MI7 LAm
I had a dream that I was three hundred pounds
MI7 LAm MI7 LAm
And though I was very heavy I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
(Pick up the rythym at this point)
MI7 LAm MI7
I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
LAm MI7
Somebody help me (I couldn't see the ground)
LAm MI7
Somebody help me (I couldn't see the ground)
LAm MI7
Somebody help meeeeee, because I'm
CHORUS
(With lots of angst, repeat intro)
SOL RE LAm7 SOL
Drove downtown in the ray-ee-ain, 9:30 on a Tuesday night
RE SIm7 LAm7 SOL
Just to check out the late night record shop (late night record shop)
RE LAm7
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, or call it insane (whoa-oh)
SOL RE SIm7 DOmaj7
'Cause when I'm surrounded I just can't stah-ah-ah-p
The outro is a Secret Agent Man sort of thingy based in Em that goes as
follows:
MIm MIm/DO MIm/DO# MIm/DO
Do this a few times, then just go wild on the Em.
If you've got a bongo playing comrade, this can really sound great.
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