Slit Skirts

Bbm                               
I was just thirty-four years old 
               Ab
and I was still wandering in a haze
Gb                                
I was wondering why everyone I met
                       Eb
 seemed like they were lost in a 
maze
Bbm                               
I don't know why I thought I 
                    Ab
should have some kind of divine 
right to the blues
Gb                                
It's sympathy not tears people 
                   Eb
need when they're the front page sad
 news

Bb                              
The incense burned away and the 
Eb
stench began to rise
    Bb                           
And lovers now estranged avoided 
Eb
catching each others' eyes

C7                                
And girls who lost their children 
           F7
cursed the men who fit the coil
    C7                           
And men not fit for marriage took 
       F7
their refuge in the oil
       D7                          
No-one respects the flame quite 
      G7
like the fool who's badly burned
     D7                         
From all this you'd imagine that 
       G7
there must be something learned...


C7                                
Slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing 
      F7
those slit skirts
                         C7
And I don't ever wear no ripped 
shirts
Can't pretend that growing older 
F7
never hurts
C7                                
Knee-pants, Jeanie never wears 
   F7
those knee-pants
                                C7
We have to be so drunk to try a new 
dance
                          F7
So afraid of every little romance...

D
Slit skirts, slit skirts, Jeanie 
isn't wearing those
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D
Slit skirts, slit skirts, she 
wouldn't dare in those
D                                 
Slit skirts, slit skirts, wouldn't
                       G7
 be seen dead in those slit skirts
D                             
Romance, romance, why aren't we 
              D
thinking up romance?
                         D
Why can't we drink it up true heart 
romance?
Just need a brief new little 
G7
romance...




Bbm                           
Let me tell you some more about 
                       Ab
myself, you know I'm sitting at home
 just now.
Gb                           
The big events of the day have 
                 Eb
passed and the late TV shows have 
come on.
Bbm                               
I'm number one on the home team, 
     Ab
but I still feel unfulfilled.
Gb                             
A silent voice in a broken heart 
                 Eb
complains that I'm unskilled.

Bb                                
And I know that when she thinks of
         Eb
 me, she thinks of me as him.
    Bb                             
But unlike me she don't workout her
 Eb
 frustrations in the gym.

C7                            F7
Recriminations fester and the past 
can never change
C7                              
A woman's expectations run from both
F7
 ends of the range.
D7                                
Once she walked with untamed 
   G7
lovers face between her legs,
D7                                
Now he's cooled and stifled and 
   G7
it's she who has to beg...


C7                                
Slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing 
      F7
those slit skirts
                         C7
And I don't ever wear no ripped 
shirts
Can't pretend that growing older 
F7
never hurts
C7                                
Knee-pants, Jeanie never wears 
   F7
those knee-pants
                                C7
We have to be so drunk to try a new 
dance
                          F7
So afraid of every little romance...

D
Slit skirts, slit skirts, Jeanie 
isn't wearing those
D
Slit skirts, slit skirts, she 
wouldn't dare in those
D                                 
Slit skirts, slit skirts, wouldn't
                       G7
 be seen dead in those slit skirts
D                             
Romance, romance, why aren't we 
              D
thinking up romance?
                         D
Why can't we drink it up true heart 
romance?
Just need a brief new little 
G7
romance...


G  O  (use D - D - D - G7 pattern)


D                             
Romance, romance, why aren't we 
              D
thinking up romance?
                         D
Why can't we drink it up true heart 
romance?
Just need a brief new little 
G7
romance...