All Revved Up with No Place to Go Chords by Meat Loaf

[N] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ I was nothing but a lonely [G] boy looking for something [A] new.
_ _ _ _ And you were nothing but a [G] lonely girl, but you were something, [E] something like a dream come true.
I [D] was a Boston attack man, a hell of a thot. _
[E] My guitar made the canyon trot.
[A] _ Every Saturday [C#m] _ _ _ _ [D] I felt the fever [A] grow.
You know what it's like, all wrapped up but no place to _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ go. _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ Oh, in the middle of a [G] scheming night, I'm tossing in [A] my sleep. _ _
_ _ _ And in the middle of a red [G]-eyed dream, I see you [E] coming, coming over to give it to me.
When [D] I was out on the party edge of the track, [E] I was like a son of a jack. _ _ _ _
[A] _ Every [C#m] Saturday night, _ _ [D] I felt the fever [A] grow.
You know what it's like, [D] all wrapped up [E] but no [A] place to _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ go. _ _ _
_ [D] Oh, baby, I'm [Am] hovering in the dark [A] of the forest,
[D] I've been stalking you and tracking [A] you down. _ _
[D] Cruising up and down [A] the main drag all night long.
_ [C] _
_ _ We [D] could be standing at the top of [A] the world _
[D] instead of seeking for the down and [A] the more.
_ _ [C] You and me, at about midnight.
[E] You and me, at about midnight.
Someone got the draw first, draw first.
Someone got the draw [G] first blood.
_ _ Someone got the draw [D] first blood. _ _
[A] Oh, I got the draw [D] first blood.
_ [Am] Oh, I got _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [G]
the draw [C] first _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ blood. _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ When I [D] was out on the party edge of the track,
I was like a [E] son of a _ jack.
[A] Every _ _ _ _ [C#m] Saturday night, _ [D] _ I felt the fever [A] grow.
You know what it's like, all wrapped up but no [E]
place to [A] go.
You know what it's like, all wrapped [D] _ up [A] but no place to go. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
I was looking for a little [D] American boy, looking [A] out for something to do.
And you were nothing but a little old American girl, but you were something like a three-pound fool.
I was [D] up on three tight, but I'm a hell of a blonk.
And [E] _ when I get down [A] you're a rock, but [D] I felt the fever grow.
[C] All wrapped up but no place to go.
All wrapped up but no place to go.
All wrapped up but no place to go.
All wrapped up but no place to go.
All wrapped up but no place to go.