Gothest Girl I Can

Intro Riff:
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Verse:
                  A
I'm gonna get the gothest girl I can
         B7
With the pale white rockabilly tan
    Dm                 Fm
You know the kind, the ones you find
       Em                      A
In the country metal punk rock band

She might be into hot rod cars
Or leather fetish bondage bars
She's dirty, pretty, the hippest in 
the city
She's the gothest girl I can

Chorus:
    D7                      A7
The gothest girl I can, the gothest 
girl I can
    D7                 (pause)      
        A7
The gothest girl I, the gothest girl
 I, the gothest girl I can
E7
I'm gonna lose these country blues
          D7
With the gothest girl I can

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(Intro Riff)

Verse:
I'm gonna get the gothest girl I can
Black lips and Bettie Page bangs
Horn rimmed glasses and an ass 
that'll pass
For a glimpse at the promised land

She's kinda into all things noir
Wants me to get a pompadour
Well, maybe baby, but she ain't no 
lady
She's the gothest girl I can

Chorus

Bridge:
       D                        
I live right, I live good like a 
 A
nice boy should
         E7                  A
I put my trust in our Lord's plan
       D                        
I live right, I live just like a 
 A
young boy must
       B7                     E7
Like I should, but I tell ya, man
D                                
Somethin's gotta give 'cause the 
A
right way to live
      E7                   A
Isn't hittin' it, you understand
         D                     A
I need a wild, wild lover, the kind 
that scares your mother
           F7             E7
I need the gothest girl I can

(Solo over Chorus chords)

Verse:
Thrift store vampire chic
It's night every day of the week
Stop, stare, dead flowers in her 
hair
She's the gothest girl I can

She got old skool blue tattoos
And big black boots on, too
Polka dot dress and flames on her 
chest
She's the gothest girl I can

It's kinda hot when she calls me 
'doll'
And 'daddy' at the swing dance ball
She's neat, nifty like nineteen 
fifty
She's the gothest girl I can