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Tuning: E A D G B E
'LOOK AT YOU' by Backyard Babies
Album: Total 13
Submitted by: Victor (vctrklndr[a]hotmail.com)
Tuning: ½ step down (Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb)
Chords used:
A5 : 577xxx
F#5: 244xxx
E5 : 022xxx / x799xx
D5 : x577xx
C#5: x466xx
1, 2, 3, 4!
Riff 1
e|-------------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------------|
G|-----------7---------------7-- 7---7-|
D|-7-7-7-7-7-5-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-|
A|-7-7-7-7-7-5-5-7-7-7-7-7-7-5-7-5-7-5-|
E|-5-5-5-5-5---5-5-5-5-5-5-5---5---5---|
e|---------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------|
G|-----------2-----------2-----------2---2---2-|
D|-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-|
A|-2-2-2-2-2-0-2-2-2-2-2-0-2-2-2-2-2-0-2-0-2-0-|
E|-0-0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0-0---0---0---|
Riff 1
That's what you are
Believe I'm gonna have myself a ball
And I don't care if you don't like
How I act when I'm on top of your wife
I'm going down, I'm running up
I'm walking zig-zag and I'm tripping too much
So hold your fire, I'm coming through
I've gotta kill another bottle of doom
Riff 1
That's what you are
Believe I'm gonna have myself a bomb
And I don't care if you don't like
How I act when I'm on top of your wife
I'm going down, I'm running up
I'm walking zig-zag and I'm tripping too much
So hold you fire, I'm coming through
I've gotta kill another bottle of doom
I'm going down, I'm running up
I'm walking zig-zag and I'm tripping too much
So hold your fire, I'm coming through
I've gotta kill another bottle of doom
A5Look at you man, look at the band
F#5Look at the day, don't throw it away
E5I need a pill and a coffee re-fill
D5And everything is gonna be alright
I swear
A5Look at your cat and your eighty square flat
F#5Look at your view over Stockholm's Zoo
E5Maybe I'm wrong but maybe I'm right
D5'Cause I guess I'm born black and white C#5
D5You know you could be a rock n' E5roll star
No matter who you D5are
It's all the same 'cause you're a real dead E5end
CHORUS
D5Now everybody wanna A5dance with you
D5I can't dance 'cause my A5boots are E5stuck with D5glue
Everybody wanna A5talk too much
E5But all I D5want is A5you
A5Look at your amount on your credit card account
F#5A billion dollar tour but I just go far
Heads E5up, legs E5up, stay-E5ups, fuck-E5ups
D5'Cause everything is gonna be alright,right
D5Well, I said, right, right, right
That's what you are
CHORUS
D5Now everybody wanna A5dance with you
D5I can't dance 'cause my A5boots are E5stuck with D5glue
Everybody wanna A5talk too much
E5But all I D5want is A5you
Yeah, E5all I D5want is A5you
So E5why can't D5I have A5you?