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This is how I play it to sing along with, so it won't sound right with the actual Jamie T track. Plus its based around his acoustic version on Freshly Squeezed: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2mmqamjomZM I play with capo on 3rd because it suits my voice. But whatever tickles yer pickle. Intro: G Am C D (hold) G If you've got the money Am I think it would be funny-oh-oh-oh C D G To take your girl, spend a bit of your cash for me G 'Cause then she might be happy Am No longer lonely-oh-oh-oh C D G An' I could take her out the next day for pretty much free {An' all the boys they go G Da-dee-doo-da-da-dee-da-doo-dah Am Da-dom-dom-de-de-dom-dom C D Dom-da-dee-doo-da-da-dom } x 2 G I spend late nights trying to pick up love Am Off the floor, where the other brothers leave it be C Though it's stuck down hard it's like chewing gum D While a girl on the floor singing R.I.P. G 'Cause the song birds don't do singing on pavements Am No sweet melody the sound of spit C Spat, or bit, spoke of lost hopes D So do what you're told man choke on it [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/j/jamie-t/192154.html ] (Its pretty much the same throughout!) We be near heaven at a quarter to eleven By three we are thinking of the love we lost By four we be high, thinking of the girl lost second Check the odds, was it worth the cost? Do you give a toss? Or are you, looking away? Wondering why you can't eat? Why you never sleep? Drunk all the time? Cold in the heat? What you sow man is what you reap If you've got the money I think it would be funny-oh-oh-oh To take your girl and spend a bit of your cash for me 'Cause then she might be happy No longer lonely-oh-oh-oh An' I could take her out the next day for pretty much free You were always meant to walk out that job You keep stopping Should tell your girl more often That loving is all about doors unlocking Now you're certain ‘nuff near a man free With a buddy holly hiccup on a karaoke Tweedle on the needle, man you adjust the thread Great granddaddy fought in Gallipoli The only of his friends not shot down dead Lovers all talk in the spits and tongues Fight in the playground Bully each other Double dare kids that pollute their lungs Threaten with the rep of their big boy brother Some of us stay, want to run away Momma still wants you home for supper Work all day, little to no pay Dance up-town right down to the gutter With ya dee-dom dom-dee Da-da-dee-dom-dom-dee So move outta' the way man, dom-dee Da-da-di-dee-dom-dee-dom-dee Move outta' the way man, dom-dee Da-da-di-dee-dom-dee-dom-dee Move outta' the way man, dom-dee Da-da-di-dee-dom-dee-dom-dee G If you've got the money |