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C9:    x32030

G/B:   x20030

Fmaj7: 1x3210 (use thumb)

A/G:   3x22xx



Intro:



Asus2



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Here by the sea and sand nothing ever goes as planned,



                D D                  E E

I just couldn't face going home



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It was just a drag on my own.



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They finally threw me out, my mother got drunk on stout,



                D     D              E E

My dad couldn't stand on two feet,



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As he lectured about morality.



                D   D                 E E

Now I guess the family's complete,



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With me hanging 'round on the street



   D           A

Or here on the beach.



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The girl I love is a perfect dresser,



Fmaj7       Em              D            Dsus4 D Dsus2 D

Wears every fashion gets it to the tee.



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Heavens above, I got to match her



Fmaj7                  Em               D     Dsus4 D

She knows just how she wants her man to be



Dsus4       D          G G

Leave it to me.



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My jacket's gonna be  cut slim and checked



        A            A/G A          A    G    D/A

Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck



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I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat



          A       A/G  A      A        D/A

I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.



I see her dance, across the ballroom

UV light making starshine of her smile.

I am the face, she has to know me,

I'm dressed up better than anyone within a mile.



So how come the other tickets look much better?

Without a penny to spend they dress to the letter.

How come the girls come on oh so cool

But yet when you meet 'em, every one's a fool?



Come sleep on the beach, keep within my reach

I just want to die with you near I'm feeling so high with you here.

I'm wet and I'm cold but thank God I ain't old

Why didn't I ever say what I mean? 

I should have split home at fifteen

There's a story that the grass is so green,

What did I see? Where have I been?



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Nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand



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I'm the face if you want it...