Regina Spektor

^Db Somewhere between the cobbled stone floor and the slated wooden ^Ab ceiling
^Bbm Cuddling my semi-automatic, what a very fuzzy ^F feeling
X-(Slide F to F#)
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh
^Db There's nothing like
F F# F Bb *(Bbm sounds good too)
emptying a cartridge at the sun
***CHORUS TIME: Scream the UH's and strum the 'mericas'
then mute chord on the very next UH***
Db Ab Bbm F X-(slide F to F#)

There's ^Db nothing like ^F emptying a cartridge ^F# at t ^F he ^Bb sun
^F Oh we're born alone and then we're
X-(Slide F to F#)
covered with our m-m-mothers kisses (la la la)
F X-(Slide F to F#)
The mind has already forgot what the body still misses
^Db Somewhere between the sticky floor and the cracks in the ^Ab ceiling
^Bbm Cuddling my semi-automatic, what a very fuzzy ^F feeling
X-(Slide F to F#)
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh
^Db There's nothing like
^F emptying a cartridge ^F# at ^F the s ^Bb un
Db Ab Bbm F X-(slide F to F#)

There's ^Db nothing like ^F emptying a cartridge ^F# at t ^F he ^Bb sun

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<3 Regina <3