I don't mind you coming here, wasting all my time.
'Cause when you're standing oh, so---- near, I kind of lose my mind.
It's not the perfume that you wear; it's not the ribbons in your hair.
I don't mind you coming here and wasting all my time.
I don't mind you hanging out and talking in your sleep.
It does'nt matter where you've been as long as it was deep.
You always knew to wear it well-- and you look so fancy. I can tell.
I don't mind you hanging out and talking in your sleep.
I guess you're just what I needed.
I needed someone to feed.
I guess you're just what I needed.
I needed someone to bleed.
Guitar Solo
I don't mind you coming here, wasting all my time.
'Cause when you're standing oh, so---- near, I kind of lose my mind.
It's not the perfume that you wear; it's not the ribbons in your hair.
I don't mind you coming here and wasting all my time.
chorus
Guitar Fill
chorus
So feed me.
You're just what I needed.
You're just what I needed.
You're just what I needed.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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| Steve Portigal, Dep't of CIS, University of Guelph, Guelph, ON, N1G 2W1 |
| email: stevep@snowhite.cis.uoguelph.ca Phone: (519) 824-4120 ext 3580 |
| Remove Jamesb@nevada.edu as the "official" guitar tablature archivist! |
| You were born to rock, you'll never be an opera star |
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'Cause when you're standing oh, so---- near, I kind of lose my mind.
It's not the perfume that you wear; it's not the ribbons in your hair.
I don't mind you coming here and wasting all my time.
I don't mind you hanging out and talking in your sleep.
It does'nt matter where you've been as long as it was deep.
You always knew to wear it well-- and you look so fancy. I can tell.
I don't mind you hanging out and talking in your sleep.
I guess you're just what I needed.
I needed someone to feed.
I guess you're just what I needed.
I needed someone to bleed.
Guitar Solo
I don't mind you coming here, wasting all my time.
'Cause when you're standing oh, so---- near, I kind of lose my mind.
It's not the perfume that you wear; it's not the ribbons in your hair.
I don't mind you coming here and wasting all my time.
chorus
Guitar Fill
chorus
So feed me.
You're just what I needed.
You're just what I needed.
You're just what I needed.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
--
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| Steve Portigal, Dep't of CIS, University of Guelph, Guelph, ON, N1G 2W1 |
| email: stevep@snowhite.cis.uoguelph.ca Phone: (519) 824-4120 ext 3580 |
| Remove Jamesb@nevada.edu as the "official" guitar tablature archivist! |
| You were born to rock, you'll never be an opera star |
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