Intro: F Bb C CDm Bb C Am Midday in the underground, there's a teenage girl selling music for her bed.Dm Bb C I'll be the one that you look upon and thank your lucky starsAm That you walk in your own shoes.Dm Bb C Am Clip clop past a sleeping bag and a woolly hat lying open on the ground.Dm Bb C Am Bb C Give money and sympathy, hold your little girl like you won't see her again.F Bb Gm C F Bb Does anyone know, the places you go.F Bb C On a day like today I drink champagne from a strawContinúa después del anuncioF Bb C And I get my own way, He loves me above them all.F Bb C And there's no such thing as poor little rich girls On a day like today.Dm Bb C Am I've got my all over tan and my tummy tuck, my two babies boy and girl.Dm Bb C Am Big house in the country with expensive bags for my scary little dog.Dm Bb C Am My man sleeps around a bit, keeps him from my bed, one less job for me to doDm Bb C Am Bb C I'm the one you look up to and wish on every star for one day in my high shoes.F Bb Gm C F Bb Can anyone hear, it's hollow in here.F Bb C On a day like today I drink champagne from a strawF Bb C And I get my own way, he chose me above them allF Bb C And there's no such thing as poor little rich girlsDm Bb C Am Dm Bb C Am In a day like today. A day like today.Dm Bb C Am Dm Bb C Am Bb C A day like today. A day like today...F Bb Gm C F Bb Gm C Can anyone hear, it's hollow in here.
Champagne From a Straw
Andrea Corr
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