Date: Tue, 20 Jun 1995 11:44:02 -0400 (EDT)
From: pudman
YOU DRIVE
By Game Theory, from the Two Steps From The Middle Ages album
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Repeat
B E A A/F
All over El Cerrito hair gets combed in tangles down
B E A A/F
And every radio`s aligned onto the finest sound
G D
Look out for love lost when the lights are changing
A G
All last year`s cassettes together melted on the ground
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All over London, England young lines take the old lines on
The weight of never making any difference almost gone
And it`s a headache being right when everybody wants to
Jump on you the first time that you`re wrong
Across the nation every sports bar turns the pregame on
And every regular is sneering like we don`t belong
No it`s not true I played a lot of baseball in my younger days
One day the diamonds were all gone
Cm
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The notices I never thought would be sent out have arrived
(this next part is played under out have arrived)
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The notices I never thought would be sent out have arrived
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Why can`t we throw them in the faces that say we may not survive
Why can`t we cruise the night alive? You drive.
Tab by the Pudman (pmilenski@ocvaca.cc.oberlin.edu)
