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Plastic Surgery

Leatherface
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
My  dear you said you sent a letter  to me. Never  got it anyway.
Playin’  that guilty game  is all I want  to do.
Now  I lie awake with tequila sunrise,  feeling like shit  –
Surprise,  surprise –
by  your lack of impiety.
 (Chorus)
 And there’s really never been a day-dream didn’t leave me smilin’.
 And as I get old  all I see makes less  sense to me.
 And there’s really never been a day-dream  didn’t leave me smilin’.
 There’s never been  a dream,  not even a wet dream, left me  for him.
 (Etc.)
 There’s something plastic surgery about this thing called a CD,
 Something status quo ‘bout a rolled-up one pound note.
 There’s something a bit false teeth, you say, never brushed them anyway.
 There’s something credit note ‘bout the age that you can vote.
 Now Dear, you said you sent a letter to me. I think I got it but I threw it away.
  Something squeaky clean that makes me
 .
 (Chorus)
 There’s really never been a day-dream didn’t leave me smilin’.
 And as I get old all I see makes less sense to me.
 And there’s really never been a day-dream didn’t leave me smilin’.
 There’s never been a dream, not even a dream, left me for him.
 End slide (note names):

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Readable chord sheet for Plastic Surgery by Leatherface

[A] [F#m] [D] [A]     [A] [F#m] [D] [A] [D] [A] [D] [A]

[A]My dear you said you sent a [F#m]letter to me.  [D]Never got it [A]anyway.
[A]Playin’ that guilty [F#m]game is all I [D]want to do.
[A]Now I lie awake with tequila [F#m]sunrise, feeling like [D]shit –
[A]Surprise, surprise –
[A]by your lack of [F#m]impiety.[D]  [A]    [D]      [A]        [D]          [A]
(Chorus)                   [A]              [Bm]           [D]
And there’s really never been a day-dream didn’t leave me smilin’.
And as I get old[A] all I see makes l[Bm]ess sense to me.[D]
And there’s really never been a day-dream[A] didn’t leave me [Bm]smilin’.          [D]
There’s never be[A]en a dre[Bm]am, not even a wet dream, left m[D]e for him.
(Etc.)
There’s something plastic surgery about this thing called a  CD,
Something status quo ‘bout a rolled-up one pound note.
There’s something a bit false teeth, you say, never brushed them anyway.

There’s something credit note ‘bout the age that you can vote.
Now Dear, you said you sent a letter to me.  I think I got it but I threw it away.
 Something squeaky clean that makes me
.

(Chorus)
There’s really never been a day-dream didn’t leave me smilin’.
And as I get old all I see makes less sense to me.
And there’s really never been a day-dream didn’t leave me smilin’.
There’s never been a dream, not even a dream, left me for him.

End slide (note names): [D] [E] [F#] [A]