New Amsterdam - Costello Elvis, acordes de ukelele

Publicado: 2013-02-20 16:08
Seleccion acordes: Sofia Davis

       F#          D#m         B         F#
Youʼre sending me tulips, mistaken for lilies,
    F#            D#m        E           C#
You give me your lip after punching me silly,
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You turned my head till it rolled down the brain drain,
     F#       D#m           E                C#
If I had any sense now, I wouldnʼt want it back again.

F#         A          G#m            F#
New Amsterdam, itʼs become much too much,
       F#            A        G#m             F#
Will I have the possession of everything she touches,
       F#           A           G#m         F#
Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches?
      F#            A        G#m           F#
Can I speak Double Dutch to a real double duchess?

F#           D#m          B             F#
Down on the mainspring, listen to the tick tock,
F#             D#m         E          C#
Clock all the faces that move in on your block,
F#             D#m          B                 F#
Twice shy and dog tired because youʼve been bitten,
F#              D#m      E                  C#
Everything you say now sounds like it was ghost written.

F#         A          G#m            F#
New Amsterdam, itʼs become much too much,
       F#            A        G#m             F#
Will I have the possession of everything she touches,
       F#           A           G#m         F#
Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches?
      F#            A         G#m          F#
Can I speak Double Dutch to a real double duchess?

         D#7               D#7           G#             D#7
Like, in London, theyʼll take you to heart after a little while,
         D#7             D#7             B            C#       B  F#  C#
Though I look right at home, I still feel like an exile.

F#         D#m           B           F#
Somehow I found myself down at the dockside,
F#                  D#m          E             C#
Thinking about the old days of Liverpool and Rotherhithe,
F#           D#m         B           F#
Transparent people who live on the other side,
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Living a life that is almost like suicide,

F#         A          G#m            F#
New Amsterdam, itʼs become much too much,
       F#            A        G#m             F#
Will I have the possession of everything she touches,
       F#           A           G#m         F#
Till I step on the brake to get out of her clutches?
      F#            A         G#m          F#
Can I speak Double Dutch to a real double duchess?