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B Movie
Tom:  E
E               A             B            E
I found America hiding in the corner of my wallet
                                                   B
It's a well kept secret, thought that I had better swallow it
  F#m               D
Before they make me spit out the truth
  G                     C                B
Before they find you're lying about your youth
Chorus:
E               A           B  E
B movie, that's all you are to me
 
Just a soft soap story
                        B
Don't want the woman to adore me
          F#m                        B
You can't stand it when it goes from real to reel
    F#m             B
Too real too real
          F#m                   A                    C
You can't stand it when I throw punch lines you can   feel
        C#m             F#m                C#m
All the time, there's a rule book in Brittania
     F#m             C#m
That no one ever waives
           E     
And everybody's on the make
                          B
It's not your heart I want to break
E      
Turn out the lights
    A               B             E
I'm thinking that I want to go to sleep now
                                            B
Just give me a promise that I'm supposed to keep now
  F#m                  D
I don't want some fool asking me why
G                  C                 B
When I find you're finally making me cry
**Chorus
         C
You can   feel. you can feel. you can feel. . . . 

New Lace Sleeves
Tom: C
C
Bad lovers face to face in the morning
Am
Shy apologies and polite regrets
F
Slow dances that left no warning of
Dm
Outraged glances and indiscreet yawning
F                    G                C
Good manners and bad breath get you nowhere
C                   Am
Even presidents have newspaper lovers
F                     Fm     
Ministers go crawling under covers
C        Am
She's no angel
C       F
He's no saint
C           Am              F       
They're all covered up with white washed grease paint  (alt: white washed newsprint)
G
And you say...


Chorus:
C           F                           G           Am
The teacher never told you anything but white lies
Bb                C/Bb
But you never see the lies
          F/A   Fm/Ab
And you believe
Bb/Ab                     C/G
Oh you know you have been captured
    F                  Am/E
You feel so civilized
D               F                       C
And you look so pretty in your new lace sleeves


C
The salty lips of the socialite sisters
           Am
With their continental fingers that have
F
never seen working blisters
Dm
Oh I know they've got their problems
F            G      
I wish I was one of them
C              Am
They say daddy's coming home soon
F                                 Fm                  
With his sergeant stripes and his Empire mug and spoon
C       Am
No more fast buck
C                       F
And when are they gonna learn their lesson
C                   Am                F             G
When are they gonna stop all of these victory processions And you say...


**Chorus
C                                         Bb
Look so pretty in your new lace sleeves
Outro Riff:
e---------------
B---------------
G---------------
D---------------
A--3-3-3-3-2-3--
E---------------
Strict Time
Tom: G
Intro:  G C G C G C G C
G
There's a hand on a wire that leads to my mouth
           G
I can hear you knocking but I'm not coming out
      C                                      
Don't want to be a puppet or a ventriloquist
                                                 G
'Cause there's no ventilation on a critical list
D                                    C
Fingers creeping up my spine are not mine to resist
G
Strict time
Chorus:
D                      
Toughen up, toughen up
                            C
Keep your lip buttoned up
                   G
Strict time
G
Oh the muscles flex and the fingers curl
           G
And a cold sweat breaks out on the sweater girl
    G
Strict time
C
Oh he's all hands, don't touch that dial
                C
The courting cold wars weekend witch trial
G
Strict time
D                                       C
All the boys are straight laced and the girls are frigid
                                                          G
The talk is two-faced and the rules are rigid 'cause it's strict time
      G
Strict time
**Chorus
G
You talk in hushed tones, I talk in lush tones
      G
Try to look Italian through the musical Valium
      G
Strict time
C
Thinking of grand larceny
                                         D
Smoking the everlasting cigarette of chastity
          D
Cute assistants staying alive
C                                 G
More like a hand job than the hand jive
      G
Strict time
**Chorus
**Chorus

 

The Long Honeymoon
Elvis Costello 
 
Intro: Cm  Bb  Cm  Bb
Bb         Cm
All the bedroom lights go out 
       Bb
As the neighborhood gets quiet 
Fm                                       Cm
Everything in heaven and earth is almost right 
              Cm                            Bb
But there's a wife who's wondering where her husband could be tonight 
             Fm                              Cm
And when the phone rang only once she took a dreadful fright 
       Cm                                Bb
Little things just seem to undermine her confidence in him
Fm                         Cm
He was late this time last week 
Cm                           Bb
Who can she turn to when the chance of coincidence is slim 
           Fm                        G+      G9  G
'Cause the baby isn't old enough to speak 


G              Edim Eb       
There's been a long honeymoon
Bb                  Edim Eb        Gm 
She thought too late and spoke too soon
           Ab                             Gm
There's no money back guarantee on future happiness 
               Edim Eb
There's been a long honeymoon 
Db                    Dbm                B
If he's out on a date then her life's in ruins 
    Bm                F#         Bm   A     G#m       Gm
She never thought her love could ever be as strong as this 


Bb      Cm
All the movies and the papers 
            Bb     
Feature the murders of lonely women 
      Fm                             Cm
If he isn't in by ten she'll call up her best friend 
Cm   
Why doesn't he come home 
             Bb
Why does her friends phone keep on ringing 
Fm                        G+ 
 . . . . Maybe she should just pretend 
**Chorus
She (Tous Les Visages de L'Amour)
(Tema do Filme Um Lugar Chamado Notting Hill)
Tom: C
Intro: C Ebdim F G
Ebdim = Ebo
C 
She 
                         Ebdim 
May be the face I can't forget 
                           F 
A trace of pleasure or regret 
                            C              A7 
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
 Dm                             Fm6 
She may be the song that summer sings
                              C
May be the chill that autumn brings
                            Dm7 
May be a hundred different things
             G7         C      F   Dm7   G
Within the measure of a day.
 
C
She
                         Ebdim 
May be the beauty or the beast
                          F 
May be the famine or the feast
                          C           A7 
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
 Dm                           Fm6
She may be the mirror of my dreams
                        C
A smile reflected in a stream
                             D7 
She may not be what she may seem 
  G7        C    G7  C Ebdim F C A7 Dm Fm6 C Dm G7 C
Inside her shell
 
Ab                                  Eb
She who always seems so happy in a crowd
                                      Db 
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
                                        C 
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
 Fm             Bb                      Eb 
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
            C                       D7
May come to me from shadows of the past
                                   G 
That I'll remember till the day I die
 
C 
She
                      Ebdim 
May be the reason I survive
                            F 
The why and wherefore I'm alive 
                         C                   A7 
The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years
Dm                                Fm6
Me I'll take her laughter and her tears 
                      C
And make them all my souvenirs
                               D7 
For where she goes I've got to be
             G7        
The meaning of my life is
F    C   Dm7  Gsus7           C
She, she,          (ohhhhh)  she 
Almost Blue
Tom: Am
Intro:  Am     Dm9   E+
Am
Almost blue 
       Bm7-5 E7         Am
Almost doing things we     used to do 
          Bm7 -5               C            F
There's a girl here and she's        almost you 
E       Dm    Am      Adim 
      Almost all the things that your eyes once promised
C       Bb6       A
    I see in hers too
                  Dm       Bm7-5    E+
Now your eyes are red from cry   -  ing 
Am    B7   Am
    Almost blue 
F             Bm7-5           C       C#dim
Flirting with this disaster became me 
Dm              Bm7-5           E
    It named me as the fool who only aimed to be 
Am
Almost blue 
            Bm7-5    E7      Am
It's almost touching it will     almost do 
          Bm7-5             C          F    E     Dm
There's a part of me that's     always true.....always 
Am                  Adim                     C          Bb6    A
Not all good things come to an end now it is     only a chosen few 
               Dm         Bm7-5   E+
I've seen such an unhappy cou  -  ple 
Am
Almost me 
Bm7-5
Almost you 
       Am
Almost blue 

 

B Movie
Tom: E
 
E               A             B            E
I found America hiding in the corner of my wallet
                                                   B
It's a well kept secret, thought that I had better swallow it
  F#m               D
Before they make me spit out the truth
  G                     C                B
Before they find you're lying about your youth
Chorus:
E               A           B  E
B movie, that's all you are to me
 
Just a soft soap story
                        B
Don't want the woman to adore me
          F#m                        B
You can't stand it when it goes from real to reel
    F#m             B
Too real too real
          F#m                   A                    C
You can't stand it when I throw punch lines you can   feel
        C#m             F#m                C#m
All the time, there's a rule book in Brittania
     F#m             C#m
That no one ever waives
           E     
And everybody's on the make
                          B
It's not your heart I want to break
E      
Turn out the lights
    A               B             E
I'm thinking that I want to go to sleep now
                                            B
Just give me a promise that I'm supposed to keep now
  F#m                  D
I don't want some fool asking me why
G                  C                 B
When I find you're finally making me cry
**Chorus
         C
You can   feel. you can feel. you can feel. . . . 

 

 

Charm School
Tom :G
Intro:  G  Dm  G  D
G  
Men made out of monkeys
D
Men made into mice
G
Happy days are here again
    F                   D
And all the drinks half price
  C           Am          Em         C   Em    B7
A girl with a trick and a man with a calling
Em                             B7
Trying to make a living out of your downfalling
Chorus:
Em                             E7
Trying to make a living out of anything at all
Am                               F
Didn't they teach you anything except how to be cruel
        C            F  C
In that charm school
G
You and I as lovers
     D
Were nothing but a farce
G
Trying to make a silk purse
F              D
Out of a sow's arse
C           Am
Saying 'Why don't you watch me'
Em              C
Hardly speaking sotto voce
**Chorus
Em
I've got a notion
Em
I've got an angle
Asus4
Take your dreams and promises
Asus4
And put them through the mangle
Dm
They say it's hell to finance too
                           Gsus4  G
And I just want to romance you
G
In this perpetual nightclub
D
I'll be yours eternal
G
Though the hours are long
F               D
And the noise infernal
C                 Am               Em
Just one shameful act or sometimes two
        C                    Em
We make believe we're making do
**Chorus
define:

 

Different Finger
Tom: A7
 
A7              D                                  A7
Please put your rings on a diff'rent finger if you meet me tonight
                 A7
'Cause I can't stand those suspicious glances
                                            D
'Cause I know the things they're saying are right
        D7     G
They're saying why don't you straighten up
                 G
And see what you've got to lose
C                                                            G
Put it all down to fate but you still got the chance to choose
G                         F          C
I don't want to hear your whole life story
    A                                       D       D7
Or about my strange resemblance to some old flame
G                 F        C
All I want is one night of glory
D                                  G 
I don't even know your second name
Instrumental:  A7   D   A     D D7 G  D   A7    D
B7              E
Please put your rings on a diff'rent finger 
             B7
'Cause we've got so much at stake
            B7
I can't stand those suspicious glances
                                       E
'Cause they seem to cover ev'ry move I make
E7       A                        E
But if I can be alone with you completely tonight
               B    
Put your rings on a diff'rent finger
                      A  E  F#m7 (XX2222) E
Before I turn out the light

 

The Element Within Her
Tom: F
 
F           Am         E
La la la la la la la la la la la
         E
It's the element within her
          C#m       B
Something under her skin
        E                       A               B
That is shining out through the face of the girl
A             B                    A
Two sapphires and couple of rows of pearls
D           G
It's just a part of it
Em             A
Like your fine tresses
F                Bb
You know what my guess is
C          Em           B
La la la la la la la la la la la
         E
It's the element within her
          C#m       B
Something under her skin
        E                       A               B
That is shining out through the face of the girl
A             B                    A
Two sapphires and couple of rows of pearls
D        G
He was a PLAYBOY
Em                          A
Could charm the birds right out of the trees
F                 Bb
Now he says 'What do I do with these?'
C           Em          B
La la la la la la la la la la la
F            C
This love in my heart
G               C
Let no-one set asunder
G         C
Sometimes I wonder
F           C           Dm7         C      F
La la la la la la la la la la la . . . .
G               C
But back in the bedroom
Am        D
With her electric heater
Bb             Eb
I say 'are you cold?'
                  F
She says 'no, but you are LA'
     Am        E
La la la la la la la la la la la
         E
It's the element within her
F           C           Dm7    C   F
La la la la la la la la la la la
G           Bm          F#
La la la la la la la la la la la
         E
It's the element within her  (and so on . . .)

 

Fish 'n' Chip Paper
Tom: E
 
E
When Sunday morning dandruff turns out to be confetti
                                                              D
And the cost of living in sin would make a poor man out of Paul Getty
E
The girl in your dreams would have you up on an under age charge
                                                D   E
And the man of the moment is the lifer at large
Chorus:
A                                F#m
If you've got something to hide, if you've got something to sell
D                              E
If you've got somebody's pride she might kiss and tell
A                 F#                  G          E
Or wind up with a fight fan in the Hammersmith Hotel
           C                      A
You better speak up now if you want your piece
           D
You better speak up now
         G
It won't mean a thing later
F                     G                      C
Yesterday's news is tomorrow's fish and chip paper
E
Your girl says she's leaving and this time she really means it
E
You can just look at the pictures, you don't actually have to read it
D                         
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
E
There's a man in the launderette and he's looking through your underwear for clues                                                  D
And the milkman is working through the News of the Screws
E
He says...
**Chorus
From A Whisper to A Scream
Tom: E
Intro:  E  D  A  F#
              E (alternate between E & E/D)
Oh it's not easy to resist temptation
          E
Walking around looking like a figment of somebody else's imagination
D
Taking ev'ry word she says just like an open invitation
        A                         F#m
But the power of persuasion is no match for anticipation
Chorus:
       E              Bbdim      A E
Like a finger running down a seam
E                   Bbdim   A  E
From a whisper to a scream
E    D
So I whisper and I scream
A         E   D    E    D  E
But don't get me wrong
D            A           B
Please don't leave me waitin' too long
    Bm
Waitin' too long
    F#m
Waitin' too long
    F
Waitin' too long
      E D E
Hey
   D     E     D  E
Oh oh oh oh oh
E     D   E (alternate between E & E/D)
Oh if the customers like it then they'll keep on paying
          E
If they keep on drinking then they'll end up staying
D
I heard someone say where have we met before
        A                                 F#m
But the one over the eight seem less like one or more like four

 

Human Hands
Tom: G
Intro: Dsus4    F6
G                                           D
I've been talking to the wall and it's been answering me 
Em         B
Oh darling how I miss you 
    C                          G
I'm just the mere shadow of my former selfishness 
Am7                    D
I crave the silhouette of your kiss 
     G                          D
With only the blue light of the TV on 
Em                      B
Lip reading threats and false alarms 
              C                       G
There's a boy somewhere holding hands with himself 
      Am7                     D
And a girl in a window on the Reeperbarn
    C             C#dim            G          B
Whenever I put my foot in my mouth and you begin to doubt 
Em                     A
That it's you that I'm dreaming about 
     Cm                    C
Do I have to draw you a diagram? 
    C#dim       G               Am                    Em
All I ever want is just to fall into your human hands 
G                                D
With the kings and queens of the dance hall craze 
Em                       B
Checkmate in three moves in your heyday 
        C                          G
But the girls don't listen to your line anymore 
Am7                D
Now you're part of someone else 
       G                     D                     Em
On the factory floor and you still say "Wheres the action?" 
        B                C
Now you manufacture happiness 
             G                               D
And get sold on the cheap for someone's satisfaction 
**Chorus
G                        D
All you toy soldiers and scaremongers 
Em                           B
Are you living in this world sometimes I wonder 
     C                   G                 Am7                   D
In between saying you've seen too much and saying you've seen it all before
G                     D
Tighter and tighter I hold you tightly 
Em  
You know I love you more than slightly 
         G          Am7               D
Although I've never said it like this before 
**Chorus

 

Kid About It
Tom: G
 
G                      F#m  B
He saw no tears in her eyes 
Em
Say you wouldn't kid about it 
G                          F#m  
She's telling all of those lies 
    B                        Em
She swore she'd never told before, but I doubt it 
   C 
So he bit his tongue 
    Bm                        Am
And tried hard to capture his breath 
                              C
When she said I waited all my life 
               C
For just a little death 
Chorus:
D                G            F#m
Say you wouldn't kid about it 
B                Em
Say you wouldn't kid about it 
A                G            F#m
Say you wouldn't kid about it 
B                Em           Eb7 (XX1323)
Say you wouldn't kid about it
C                          Em
Sometimes he takes himself so seriously 
C                          Em
She makes her movements mysteriously 
             F         Dm   Eb7
Slow fast or    furiously
C
It's a big responsibility 
       Em
With a face full of mixed ability 
C
Big dreams of elegance 
Em           F          C
Singing "The Leaving of Liverpool"
    D                        D9 (XX1232)
And turning into Americans 
D                G
Say you wouldn't kid about it
G                          F#m    B
So what if this is a man's world 
  Em
I want to be a kid again about it 
G                  F#m
Give me back my sadness 
  B                Em
I couldn't hide it even if I tried girl 
C
We fight so frail 
Bm                    Am
Making love tooth and nail 
                           C/D
You gave me the kiss of my life 
                                    D
I might even live to tell the tale 
**Chorus

 

Little Savage
Tom: G
Intro: Dm  C  G  Dm  C  G
  
F G          D
I would have waited all my life 
D                                  G          A
Just to make love out of something other than spite 
C       G        Gm         A 
But the beauty is the beast you're baiting 
Dm                         G
Should really be worth the waiting 
Em                   A    
You do something ver - y special to 
Em      A
Mr. Average 
Em                B
Now the lamb lies with the lion 
F    A      Dm    C   G        Dm C G
He's just a lit - tle savage 
F   G      D                     G A 
And so you turn your back on me 
D               F#m        Gm        C              G
And all the hot air that only echoes stale tobacco 
F G           D
Actions speak louder now than words (By just a fraction)
D                                   G        A              C
What's the use of saying I love you when I'm drinking to distraction 
            G      Gm
We save our sanity 
   A                    F
By saying such and such 
          Db+
After all its been discussed 
F           G
You say you must be touched 
**Chorus
The Long Honeymoon
Tom: Bb 
Intro: Cm  Bb  Cm  Bb
Bb         Cm
All the bedroom lights go out 
       Bb
As the neighborhood gets quiet 
Fm                                       Cm
Everything in heaven and earth is almost right 
              Cm                            Bb
But there's a wife who's wondering where her husband could be tonight 
             Fm                              Cm
And when the phone rang only once she took a dreadful fright 
       Cm                                Bb
Little things just seem to undermine her confidence in him
Fm                         Cm
He was late this time last week 
Cm                           Bb
Who can she turn to when the chance of coincidence is slim 
           Fm                        G+      G9  G
'Cause the baby isn't old enough to speak 
G              Edim Eb       
There's been a long honeymoon
Bb                  Edim Eb        Gm 
She thought too late and spoke too soon
           Ab                             Gm
There's no money back guarantee on future happiness 
               Edim Eb
There's been a long honeymoon 
Db                    Dbm                B
If he's out on a date then her life's in ruins 
    Bm                F#         Bm   A     G#m       Gm
She never thought her love could ever be as strong as this 
Bb      Cm
All the movies and the papers 
            Bb     
Feature the murders of lonely women 
      Fm                             Cm
If he isn't in by ten she'll call up her best friend 
Cm   
Why doesn't he come home 
             Bb
Why does her friends phone keep on ringing 
Fm                        G+ 
 . . . . Maybe she should just pretend 
**Chorus

 

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