|
|
bunkbeds -- hayden everything I long for
Intro: (with harmonica)
Lee and I had a beautiful bunkbed Bottom was mine to keep rain from my head Yoga my mom took when I was youg She said she'd teach me move when she got home *
I bounced my bed I hurt my head I saw red I thought I'm dead from my bunkbed
I hate bunkbeds
Waited to ten for her to come on in To show me how she learned to twist her limbs That's great, show me, it looks like so much fun Just once, oh please, I'll sleep when I am done
I bounced my bed I hurt my head I saw red I thought I'm dead from my bunkbed
I hate bunkbeds
'm holdin' my head finelled on Lee's bed * they stitched me up but I wanted the top instead
I bounced my bed I hurt my head I saw red I thought I'm dead from my bunkbed
I hate bunkbeds
F G D F G (end on G)
Hayden's tuned down a full step, but there's really no need for you to do so to play this.
There are a few lines (marked *) that I couldn't pick out, sorry. If you're certain of the lyrics, let me know.
|