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Ponce De Leon Avenue

Butch Walker
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
 I woke up  on Sunday morning
 With a shoe  that was not mine
 Let the taxi  on the corner
 Drive away
 So I walked  up Ponce de Leon
 With my lips  all caked in wine
 But my night  clothes in the day  time
 Gave me away
  &9837; [F/C]
 And I don't want to remember
  &9837; [F/C]
 But I don't want to forget
  &9837; [F/C]
 That no one will believe me
 If I say
 
 Honey don't you call now
 Don't pick up the phone  now
 
 Don't you know we're better off this way
 
 Trying not to call now
 
 See you when I go out
 
 We can be in love for just one day
 And I came  home with her lipstick
 And a thousand  bites and scars
 And a mud  stain on my kneecap
 To remind
 Me of a  quick shop stop for  salsa
 Just to spill  it on the floor
 Stuck my head  inside a freezer
 To rewind
  &9837; [F/C]
 And the Mayor won't believe me
  &9837; [F/C]
 And my drummer thinks I'm high
  &9837; [F/C]
 And I know I should let this one
 Get away
 And with all  those tripped out people
 At our table  by the end of the night
 So I met  you by the bathroom
 To escape
 I was so  drunk I think I said
 I want you  inside me now
 And we fell  into the dumpster
 Laughing  away
  &9837; [F/C]
 And I don't think I remember
  &9837; [F/C]
 And I try not to forget
  &9837; [F/C]
 But I think that I let this one
 Get away

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Readable chord sheet for Ponce De Leon Avenue by Butch Walker

I woke [Em]up on Sunday morni[A]ng
With a s[Em]hoe that was not mi[A]ne
Let the t[Em]axi on the corn[A]er
Drive aw[D]ay    [Dsus4]          [D]            [Dsus4]                  [D]

So I w[Em]alked up Ponce de Le[A]on
With my l[Em]ips all caked in wi[A]ne
But my n[Em]ight clothes in the da[A]y time
Gave me a[D]way

       [B]&
And I don't want to remember
       [B]&
But I don't want to forget
        [B]&
That no one will believe me
If I s[A]ay

                 [Bm]

Honey don't you call now

Don't pick up the p[Em]hone now

                       [G]              [D]    [D]

Don't you know we're better off this way

               [Bm]

Trying not to call now

               [Em]

See you when I go out

               [G]                [A]

We can be in love for just one day

And I c[Em]ame home with her l[A]ipstick
And a t[Em]housand bites and s[A]cars

And a [Em]mud stain on my k[A]neecap
To rem[D]ind   [Dsus4]         [D]           [Dsus4]                 [D]

Me of [Em]a quick shop stop fo[A]r salsa
Just to s[Em]pill it on the fl[A]oor
Stuck my h[Em]ead inside a fre[A]ezer
To rew[D]ind

       [B]&
And the Mayor won't believe me
       [B]&
And my drummer thinks I'm high
        [B]&
And I know I should let this one
Get aw[A]ay

And with [Em]all those tripped out p[A]eople
At our t[Em]able by the end of the n[A]ight

So I [Em]met you by the ba[A]throom
To es[D]cape  [Dsus4]        [D]          [Dsus4]                [D]

I was [Em]so drunk I think I s[A]aid
I want y[Em]ou inside me n[A]ow
And we f[Em]ell into the dum[A]pster
Laughi[D]ng away

       [B]&
And I don't think I remember
       [B]&
And I try not to forget
        [B]&
But I think that I let this one
Get aw[A]ay

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