The Last Shadow Puppets - Sweet dreams, tn

I just sort of always feel s^Dick without you, baby I ain’t got anything to l^F#ick without you, baby Nothing seems to s^Gtick without you, baby Ain’t I fallen in l^Gmove? It’s just the p^Dits without you, baby It’s really just the p^F#its without you, baby It’s like everyone’s a d^Gick without you, baby Ain’t I fallen in l^Gmove?

And al^Dl my pals will tell me is that I’m cr^F#azy You bet I’^Gm loopy, alright ^Gm And I just don’t rec^Dognise this fool that you have ma^F#de me Whoa, I ain’t seen hi^Gm for a while ^Gm And as your sh^Drinking figure blows a kiss I cat^F#ch and smash it on my lips ^GDarling, I can’t seem to quit ^GmCompletely falling to bits I r^Deally might be losing it The i^F#dea that you’ve existed a^Gll along’s ridiculous I d^Gmon’t know what to say

Baby, w^Eme ought to fu^Ack Seven years of b^A7ad luck out the parlour room m^Bmirror Could I have mad^Eme it any clearer? ^F#

It’s lov^Ge like a to^Emngue in a n^Bmostril ^G Love like ^Eman ache in th^Bme jaw You’re the f^Girst day of s^Empri5ng with a ^Bmseptum piercing Little Miss S^Gweet Dreams,^Em T^F#ennessee ^{G Em Bm}