Arctic Monkeys

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E
Pussyfooting, setting sun
 A
Make a wish that weighs a tonne
      E
There are no handles for you to hold
       A
And no understanding where it goes

Jealousy in technicolour
Fear by name, love by numbers
Street lamp amber, wanderlust
Powder in a blunderbuss

Chorus:
     E
She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me
And suddenly the sky is a scissor
 A
Sitting on the floor with a tambourine
Crushing up a bundle of love
 E
Don't take it so personally
You're not the only one
      A
That time has got it in for, honey
That's where you're wrong

All the old flames fastened on
Make a wish that weighs a tonne
There are no handles you can hold
And no understanding where it goes

chorus

E                     A
That's where you're wrong
                      E
That's where you're wrong
 A   E A E
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