Coming Up From Behind

                     E
Oh, she's an eight ball
          G6                
She's a'rollin faster than a 
      E
whitewall
                 G6                
She's got an avalanche packed in a 
  E
snowball
         G6                        
She's losin' all the leeches like a
     E
 stone wall
         G6
She's loaded up

             E
She's the underdog
        G6
Gonna take a mighty swipe
             E
At the high hog
                        G6
While a'sippin on her tricks
            E
In a thick fog
        G6                   
Makin' eyes at the girls like 
     E
bullfrogs
                  Asus
I'm telling you, sir



[Chorus]
          Em
She's comin' up from
            F
Comin' up from, comin' up
     Em          F
Comin' up from behind


N.C.
Yeah

         Em
She's comin' up from
  F
Comin' up from, comin' up
  Em             F
Comin' up from behind


[Verse]
                  B
You'd like her hanging
          Em                  
Like a sneaker on a live wire, 
       B
dangling
            Em                     
While your Wall Street pockets are 
    B
jangling
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            Em                     
With the hollow jackpot of your 
A#      A
rich kid games

            E
It's a long shot
                G6               
She's got the truths and a tongue 
           E
for a slingshot
             G6
But she's takin' steady aim
             E
At the big shot
               G6
It's hard to miss the rolling 
bullets
          E
On the blacktop
      G6
You better watch your turf


[Chorus]
         Em
She's comin' up from
   F
Comin' up from, comin' up
    Em
Comin' up from behind

 F
Yeah
       Em
She's comin' up from
  F
Comin' up from, comin' up
   Em            F
Comin' up from behind


[Verse 2]
                B
You had her hanging
         Em                   
Like a sneaker on a live wire, 
      B
dangling
               Em                  
While your golden-lined pockets 
     B
were jangling
              Em               
With the hollow jackpot of your 
   A#      A
wicked games


[Verse]
                      E
She caught your sick lie
            G6                  
It was creepin' in the shadow of 
               E
your white smile
            G6                     
Lurkin' underneath the cover of 
          E
your bedroom eyes
                G6                 
Well, you're greasin' up plans for 
            E
your small-fry


[Verse 2]
                         B
You wanna talk it up, do you?
               Em               
Well you're floatin like a royal 
       B
balloon, oh
                Em               
Your ego's swollen to the size of 
        B
the moon, well
               Em                
I think you found somebody to cut 
   A#        A   E
you down to size
   G6    E
Well, well

  F
Yeah


[Chorus]
   Em
She's comin' up from
   F
Comin' up from, comin' up
   Em           F
Comin' up from behind

 F
Yeah
  Em
She's comin' up from
   F
Comin' up from, comin' up
   Em            F
Comin' up from behind

   Em
She's comin' up from
   F
Comin' up from, comin' up
   Em             F
Comin' up from behind

 F
Yeah
  Em
She's comin' up from
  F
Comin' up from, comin' up
  Em             F
Comin' up from behind