Guitars And Tiki Bars

G D A D

[Verse]
G           D       A           
Tired of my beeper, tired of my 
D
phone
G             D         A         D
Tired of this tired old tie I got on
G            D       A           
Sick of this traffic jam that I'm 
 D
in,
   G           D       A          
We all get sick of it all now and 
 D
then.
          G                     
When I've had it up to here I go 
      A
down there.

[Chorus]
   D        G                A   
To guitars, tiki bars, and a 
        D
whole lotta love,
           G                A     
Mangos and Marley you know, fit me
        D
 like a glove.
                G               
Sixth gear with nowhere to steer 
      A         D
when enough is enough,
G             Em               G
It's guitars, tiki bars, and a 
     A     D
whole lotta love.

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[Bridge]
G D A D G D A D (x 2)

[Verse]
  G           D           A      
I feel like a fish jerked out of 
    D
the sea,
     G         D           A     
Or a bird in a cage that's never 
       D
seen a key,
G            D           A      
Sick of this grind and I think 
      D
that I ought
   G          D          A        
To bring this grind to a grinding 
D
hault.
         G                         
Now I've had it up to here let's go
      A
 down there.

[Chorus]
   D        G                A   
To guitars, tiki bars, and a 
        D
whole lotta love,
           G                A     
Mangos and Marley you know, fit me
        D
 like a glove.
                G               
Sixth gear with nowhere to steer 
      A         D
when enough is enough,
G             Em               G
It's guitars, tiki bars, and a 
     A     D
whole lotta love.

[Bridge]
G D A D G D A D (x 2)

         G                         
Now I've had it up to here let's go
      A
 down there.

[Chorus]
   D        G                A   
To guitars, tiki bars, and a 
        D
whole lotta love,
           G                A     
Mangos and Marley you know, fit me
        D
 like a glove.
                G               
Sixth gear with nowhere to steer 
      A         D
when enough is enough,
G       D      Em               
It's guitars, tiki bars, and a 
G     A     D
whole lotta love.