The Car

Intro Bb9  Am  B7  Dm  Bb 
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Am 
Your grandfather's guitar 
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Thinking about how funny I must look 
                 Am 
Trying to adjust to what's been there all along 
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With the boat kiosk lady and her sleepy amigos 

D7             C#º          F#m 
But it ain't a holiday until 
                D                      Am 
You go to fetch something from the car 

Am 
Travel size champagne cork pops 
B7 
And we're sweeping for bugs 
Dm                       Am 
In some dusty apartment, the what's-it-called café 
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You can arrive at 11 and have lunch with the English 

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But it ain't a holiday until 
                  D 
They force you to make a wish 
          F 
They say: Climb up this 
     Em       A    Bm 
And: Jump off that 
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And you pretend to fall asleep on the way back 

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D7             C#º          F#m 
No, it ain't a holiday until 
                   D                      Am 
You go up to fetch something from the car