Blue Headlights
Shout Out LoudsVersion1
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Sarah wrote epistles on the subject of despair
on the night last year when there was no love in the air.
Listen friend she wrote, and I heard her pen cry before it broke.
Who are we and why, oh why can't we behave?
We are good people, aren't we? Do you know?
Jon-jon had surprising eyes and narrow black suede shows,
a war to fight in Paris and a sister with the blues.
Puisque ton papa est en voyage you heard your mother making
love is not what we are Jon-jon, you and I
are rats at cupids table and we're fine.
In the darkest corner of a downstairs gathering
ladybirds and pirate cowboys, made up, conversing.
Islands sinking from musicians, bedtime stories, York Magicians,
but you don't have to worry darling, frozen hearts leave
seethrough scarring, and no one else will know unless you tell.
Drink to ghosts of past years' catastrophic love affairs,
to robes of red and silver tales worn thin from too much care.
Comfort doesn't always come in glasses, but perhaps tonight
I won't be the only one with blue headlights.
Come on ladies, take your love to town.
Pick it up boys, take your love to town.
Everybody, take your love to town.
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Readable chord sheet for Blue Headlights by Shout Out Louds
[Dm]Sarah wrote [G]epistles on the [C]subject of [F]despair [Dm]on the night last [G]year when there was [C]no love in the [F]air. [Dm]Listen friend she [G]wrote, and I heard [C]her pen cry [F]before it broke. [Dm]Who are we and [G]why, oh why can't we behave? [C] [G] [F] [Dm]We are good people, [G]aren't we? Do you [C]know? [Dm]Jon-jon had surprising eye[G]s and narrow black suede shows,[C] [F] [Dm]a war to fight in Paris and [G]a sister with th[C]e blues. [F] [Dm]Puisque ton papa est en voy[G]age you heard your mother making[C] [F] [Dm]love is not wha[G]t we are Jon-jon, you[C] an[G]d I [F] [Dm]are rats at cupids[G] table and we're fin[C]e. [Dm]In the darkest cor[G]ner of a downstairs [C]gathering [F] [Dm]ladybirds and pira[G]te cowboys, made up,[C] conversing. [F] [Dm]Islands sinking fr[G]om musicians, bedtim[C]e stories, York[F] Magicians, [Dm]but you don't h[G]ave to worry darling,[C] fr[G]ozen[F] hearts leave [Dm]seethrough scarrin[G]g, and no one else w[C]ill know unless you tell. [Dm]Drink to ghosts of[G] past years' catastr[C]ophic love affa[F]irs, [Dm]to robes of red an[G]d silver tales worn [C]thin from too m[F]uch care. [Dm]Comfort doesn't al[G]ways come in glasses[C], but perhaps t[F]onight [Dm]I won't be the [G]only one with blue he[C]adl[G]ight[F]s. [Dm]Come on ladies, [G]take your love to [C]town. [Dm]Pick it up boys, [G]take your love to [C]town. [Dm]Everybody, [G]take your love to [C]town.