505 by Arctic Monkeys
{title: 505}
{artist: Arcade Fire}
{album: Favourite Worst Nightmare}
{year: 2007}
{start_of_bridge: Intro}
[Dm] [Em]
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{start_of_chorus: Chorus 1}
I'm going [Dm]back to 505,
If it's a [Em]seven hour flight or a for[Dm]ty-five minute drive.
In [Em]my imagination, you're waiting [Dm]lying on your side,
With your [Em]hands between your thighs. [Dm] [Em]
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{start_of_verse: Verse 1}
[Dm]Stop and wait a sec.
Oh, when you [Em]look at me like that, my darling,
[Dm]What did you expect?
I [Em]probably still adore you with your [Dm]hands around my neck,
Or I [Em]did last time I checked. [Dm] [Em]
I'm [Dm]not shy of a spark.
The [Em]knife twists at the thought that I should [Dm]fall short of the mark.
[Em]Frightened by the bite, no it's no [Dm]harsher than the bark.
A [Em]middle of adventure, such a [Dm]perfect place to start. [Em]
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{start_of_chorus: Chorus 2}
I'm going [Dm]back to 505,
If it's a [Em]seven hour flight or a for[Dm]ty-five minute drive.
In [Em]my imagination, you're waiting [Dm]lying on your side,
With your [Em]hands between your thighs. [Dm] [Em]
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{start_of_verse: Verse 2}
But I crumble comp[Dm]letely when you cry.
It [Em]seems like once again you've had to [Dm]greet me with goodbye.
I'm [Em]always just about to go and [Dm]spoil a surprise,
Take my [Em]hands off of your eyes too soon. [Dm] [Em]
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{start_of_chorus: Chorus 3}
I'm going [Dm]back to 505,
If it's a [Em]seven hour flight or a for[Dm]ty-five minute drive.
In [Em]my imagination, you're waiting [Dm]lying on your side,
With your [Em]hands between your thighs.
...and a [Dm]smile. [Em]
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