Georgia Maq

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Georgia Maq

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TUNING:  
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Intro: 
G G G G (Stop) 


verse 1: 
G    Em                 C 
  My house is a waiting room 
    G                    G 
for something better and I 
  Em                C 
I wanna future with you 
    G         F#               Em                 D                  C               G        G 
Out somewhere better where the trees are there by accident and I can finally see the stars 
  Em                               C               G 
  But I don't have a job and I can hardly afford a car. 

G      Em                C          G 
  So I wake up dazed and confused 
G      Em                           C                G  F# 
  On a bedframe with milkcrates and ashtrays next to you 
Em              D           C                   G      G 
  I kissed your eyelids and sneak out the front door 
          Em                       C        G 
come back half and hour later with two tofu rolls. 


Chorus: 
         C                                      G 
Now, you may not be my cup of tea but you're my fifth shot of tequila 
    C                               G                          F# 
I'm not as talented as I seem. It's all just smoke and mirrors. 
   Em                D                      C                     G 
We smoke we drink we lie we steal and we'll fair-evade our way to hell 
G                 Em                    C              G 
When we get there Hitch will say we did pretty fucking well. 


verse 2: 
G         Em                         C                 G 
I took my hands in my pockets and my head amoungst the clouds 
G               Em                      C                   G   F# 
I've learned to stop and think before I say my thoughts out loud 
Em                 D                 C              G      G 
  But I still need people to tell me how to live my life 
      Em                     C                  G         G 
But I sweat when I play so I think I'm doing it right 

  Em                       C                 G         G 
I stole some candles and a Coles four dollar cake 
            Em             C             G    F#        
And in your living room we celebrated my 19th birthday 
Em               D         C                  G 
  And you ask me if I ever wrote a song about you 
G                 Em             C                   G 
Darling he's your cameo but it's not you I'm singin' to. 


Chorus: 
        C                                      G 
And you may not be my cup of tea but you're my sixth shot of tequila 
    C                               G                          F# 
I'm not as talented as I seem. It's all just smoke and mirrors. 
   Em             D                 C                     G 
We always pay our lentils but we'll fair-evade our way to hell 
G                 Em                     C              G     F# 
When we get there George will say we did pretty fucking well. 


Solo: 
Em  Em  D   D   C   G   C   G F# 


Bridge: 
    Em             D          C             G  F# 
And I've learnt to never ever ever run with glass 
Em          D                  C             G  F# 
Since I was sown back together in my fathers arms 
Em               D              C               G  F# 
And it's time to start trusting coincidence and chance 
    G                    Em            C               G 
But when I'm done get on over here and hold my fucking hands. 


Chorus: 
           C                                      G 
'Cause you may not be my cup of tea but you're my twelfth shot of tequila 
    C                               G                          F# 
I'm not as talented as I seem. It's all just smoke and mirrors. 
      Em                      D                      C                     G 
We'll kick we'll scream we'll dance we'll sing as we fair-evade our way to hell 
    G                 Em                    C              G  F# 
And when we get there hicks will say we did pretty fucking well. 
     G (Strums)           Em              C             G 
Yeah when we get there my dad will say to me that he is proud. 
		  

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