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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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Courtney by The Clarks
Transcribed by Chris Choncek (con1@fyi.net OR choncek@alltel.net)
A E F#m D
EveryoneÆs gonna look at me, confounded by my decency
A E D
IÆve got no tales of personal tragedy
A E F#m D
And everyoneÆs gonna know my name, and talk about my new found fame
A E D
Alluding to my functional family
Prechorus:
Bm D E
She said she liked the simple melody.
Bm D
She brought me on stage for a bow
F#m E D
I stood there laughinÆ, all I said was æwowÆ
Chorus:
A E D
And Courtney loves me now
Now my friends they all want to know, is this for real or is this just for show
TheyÆre taking bets on when IÆm history
And all her friends are gonna tell her things, shared apartments, diamond rings
And how that car phoneÆs an absolute necessity
Prechorus:
She liked the way I kissed her cheek.
She brought me upstairs, grabbed a towel
I stood there laughinÆ, all I said was æwowÆ
REPEAT CHORUS
E F#m
CourtneyÆs fond of telling me
Bm D
IÆm everything she used to be
E F#m
Bridget FondaÆs telling her
Bm D E
LetÆs go for steaks, baby you could wear your fur
Then IÆll ask to have her hand, and hold it as she quits the band
She whispers playfully, you can open up for me
Buy a house maybe hit the road, share a joint maybe share the load
And laugh about our plans theyÆre history
Prechorus:
She said she liked the way I licked her feet.
She brought me upstairs, showed me how
I stood there laughinÆ, all I said was æwowÆ
REPEAT CHORUS