Oh Thee 73

[Asus2] [C] [D] [Asus2]

[Asus2]Friday [C]night is the [D]worst night to [Asus2]be alive.
[Asus2]Would you help me get [C]out of the fi[D]ring [Asus2]line?
Still no word from the sisters
They’re too good for this life
no word from the sisters
tell me tell me tell me that we’re still tight

Sitting on the songs from the back of the bus
is the best and the worst of both of us
sitting on the songs from the back of the bus
is the best and the worst of both of us

Electro how retro,
dancing at the disco I am the tempo.
then you know you’re getting old
because you’re going home
say what you will I will see you in hell
Where were all,
where we’re all right now
Where were all,
where we’re all right now

All of these years for my sins, for my sins
sit yourself down
and I will get me a pen
you draw tattoos and I will ink them in
on your arms on your skin all over all over

All of these years for my sins, for my sins
sit yourself down
and I will get me a pen
you draw the tattoos and I will ink them in
on your arms on your skin on your back all over

Isn’t it funny how you spit all the bad words out
there in the blood as they fall out of your mouth

Oh holy molar you can be my savior
I will thread you on a string and wear you as a treasure
Under my jumper under my jumper
The bass beats down and the drums get bigger

Friday night is the worst night to be alive
so shoot me down and we’ll all feel fine
Still no word from the sisters
they’re too good for this life
No word from the sisters
One got lost but six shine bright

Sitting on the songs from the back of the bus
is the best and the worst of both of us
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