Chords for Alex Bevan - Skinny (WMMS)

[Bb] _ [A] _ _ [Bb] _ [E] _ _ [Bbm] _ _
[Abm] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ You wanna make a hit record?
_ I'll tell you what you do.
You go to Cleveland.
_ You order yourself up a brew.
You look in the bubbles.
You raise your glass.
Take another drink.
You watch the time pass and you go_
[Ab] _ [Gm] _
[Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] Shazam!
Feeling grand, get some [Bb] moosey into town.
Raise hell [A] all around, we're gonna have [Bb] a good time.
Damn, [Fm] you better hand out the [Bb] bookie to the blind.
I got a quarter dollar wine, I wanna get myself primed.
[Eb] Running down the road, I got the back tire smoking.
The highway's open, not a cop in [E] sight.
[Bb] No red light flashing, gonna have my action.
[F] My path is clear, my timing's right, and I'm [Am] a spinny little boy from Cleveland, Ohio.
I come to chase your women and [Bb] drink your beer.
Top the top off a [Abm] rolling rock.
[Gm] Turn [Bb] up that rock and roll.
[Ab] Don't lay [G] no boogie [Bb]-woogie.
Oh, [A] I [Gm] hear that music in [Bb] my soul.
[Db] Second gear [Gm] down Main [Bb] Street, roaring into town.
Women, [Ab] grab your [Gm] children, bolt the [Bb] door, shut her down.
[Abm] Peeking out from [Bb] windows while the menfolk pray.
Speaking frightened whispers, hell, the weak ones faint.
[Eb] Is it a bird?
Is it a plane?
Is it a demon in the air?
A fire-breathing baby-eating, mother [E]-beating bear?
Is [F] it murder?
Is it rape?
Is it the Watergate Mapes?
Or a mere hallucination?
God's supposed to [Bb] mind us.
[A] Spinny little boy from Cleveland, Ohio, he's come to chase your women and drink [Bb] your beer.
_ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _
_ [Ab] _ [Bb] _ [N] My, here he is, he seems striding [Bb] to the bar.
He's got a girl [Ab] on every arm and three or four to [Bb] spare.
Hell yeah, [Ab] ain't he neat?
Dressed to kill [Bbm] from head to feet.
The [Abm] tavern choir's there.
[Bb] Staring disbelief [Eb] beyond the chrome-plated platforms, nine inches high.
Batteries in the soul, neon lights [E] on the side.
[F] A patent leather jacket with a picture on the back.
[Bb] It's Marilyn in the nude with a tattoo on her ass.
Spinny [A] little boy from Cleveland, Ohio, he's come to chase your women and drink your [Bb] beer.
_ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Ab] Stand [Bbm] [Ab] aside from the bar if you haven't come [Bb] to drink.
Throw your water in the sink.
Give me whiskey in [Bbm] my glass.
The bourbon [E] tastes mean, [Bb] but a showbiz mystery to get your breath [Abm] twice as clean.
[Bb] Get your high twice as [Eb] fast, run out of wild turkey-tack dancin' spines.
Keep a gin and tonic for a [E] rep of wine.
[F] [Bb] Skiddle in a pinch, reefing, it's all right.
[F] I got it roaring in my ears.
Got it burning in my [Bb] eyes, and I'm a [Am] spinny little boy from [N] Cleveland, Ohio.
Come drink your women and [Bb] chase your beer.
[Ab] _ [Gm] _ [Bb] _
Good [G] people.
[Bb] _ [Db] Good [G] people.
[Bb] _
[G] Now you know my story.
You're [Bb] aware of my curse and how this [A] decent [Eb] model citizen was [Bb] transformed by lust and [Ab] thirst.
Take [G] heed of my warning.
[Bb] Walk the straight and narrow trail.
Stride in the galley, painting ladies bright lights and [Eb] boots.
Twelve feet, sitting all alone watching TV home at bed.
And your skittle starts prickling, your hands will [F] start to sweat.
You reach for the bottle just as sure as I stand.
You raise it to your lips, you take a drink, and then [Bb] shazam, you're an [A] ectomorphic young man from the Midwest.
Come to rape, pillage, and plunder all over [Bb] Flatland of [Ab] Cleveland.
[G] [Bb] Spinny little boy. _ _ _
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