Chords for Ed Sheeran - Little Lady (feat. Mikill Pane)

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[F#m] [A]
Listen, little lady, this is just the worst way to spend your birthday.
It's 30 degrees, [F#m] Thursday, you work late.
Yous with a perv [A] making dirty fake love in his Mercedes.
Lady, the word rape sums up events that take place every night.
You wanna get up but you know your legs are lake if you [F#] try.
And you remember that your punter went crazy last [A] night.
You drag yourself to the mirror to check your face then you cry.
Forget [Bm] the visit to the clinic you were booked in [D] for.
You'll make a trip to the Whittington where they'll look at your [A] jaw.
They'll be inquisitive and ask about your business for [E] sure.
They'll know you're fibbing if you tell them you got hit by a door.
But [Bm] young woman, the pimps sees you as nothing but [D] a dumb hooker.
Medical attention could be fatal cause [A] the cunt wouldn't ever let a doctor near someone that's getting [E] dole for him.
Cause next you got poxy authority sticking [F#m] their noses in.
She's just [D] under the upper [A] hand.
Goes mad for a couple [F#m] grams.
And she [D] don't wanna go [A] outside tonight.
[F#m] Cause in the pipe [D] she'll fly to the [A] motherland and sell love to another man.
[F#m] It's too [D] cold [A] outside for angels [F#m] to fly.
[B] [A] For angels [F#m] to fly.
[D] [A]
Little lady, your mind you've made up.
Your injuries you can't hide with makeup.
You need [F#m] some medical advice.
You make up a little lie to stay [A] just in case the doc opens his eyes and don't decide to play dumb.
With any luck you'll see the same dude that stitched your top lip last year when your pimp just lost it.
He [F#m] wouldn't recognize you if you stared him in the face anyway.
[A] Cause all the heroin is making you age.
But you're a heroine for [Bm] taking the strain of being a prostitute and [D] punching back the funds you have left.
Go where you're from using [A] money gram.
Mother had to get you out of the motherland to [E] study.
That was all she struggled to have.
A single daughter with the [Bm] upper hand.
Little does she know you're never coming back.
She [D] put you in her brother's hands only for him to formulate [A] another plan.
He's the fucking cause of your appalling state this [E] summer.
Fancy that you came to London to get pimped by your [F#m] uncle.
She's just [D] under the upper [A] hand.
And goes mad for a couple grams.
[F#m] And she don't [D] wanna go [A] outside tonight.
[F#m] Cause in the pipe she'll [D] fly to the [A] motherland and sell love to another man.
[F#m] It's too [D] cold [A] outside for angels [Bm] to fly.
Now an angel [D] will die [A] covered in [F#m] white.
With closed [A] eyes and hoping for a better life.
[Bm] This time I will [D] fade out tonight.
Straight down [F#m] the line.
[Bm] [A]
[F#m] [D] [A]
[B] Little lady, you're trembling with fear.
Your skinny frame kinda resembles a deer.
You're sitting facing a detective, oh dear.
The meddling nurse couldn't just [G#m] leave it.
She's only gonna make it much worse calling [B] police.
And she'll never know the gravity of the damage she's caused.
You're causing scandal going mad in the ward now.
The cop [A] is trying to calm you.
Telling you he won't let no one [G#m] harm you.
The same question he keeps trying to ask you.
Who you [B] working for?
He's talking to you like you're worth more than a dirty whore.
You're having a conversation you could be murdered for.
You're [A] learning more about exactly why you need to help bring him or her [E] to court.
He's kicking knowledge you ain't ever heard before.
Just [B] before he leaves he reassures you that he knows that it's hard.
He underlines a mobile number you can phone on his card.
[A] Begs you to use it.
He's useless if you're gonna be stupid.
[E] Cause an answer hasn't come from your bruised lips.
You're on [B] your own.
You've gotta go and give your pimp what you owe.
You reach a door and then it dawns that you've been followed home.
[A] Before you turn around you feel a cold blade on your throat.
[E] And then the voice says where you been bitch I wanna know.
No [Bm] prizes for guessing who it is.
Resistance would be [D] foolishness.
You open the front door.
He boots you in.
[A] Here's something new in him.
He's silent now.
That fills you with terror.
[E] Get your alibi straight.
You could be killed for an error.
[Bm] He towers over you.
The six inch knife catches the sunlight.
[D] At this point your life flashes before your eyes.
Your [A] handbag's dropped.
And all the contents are all over the floor.
[E] Despite the mess there's only one thing that's caught his eye.
[Bm] And in the moment of rage he brutally murders his niece.
[D] And dumps her body in the boot of his Mercs in the street.
[A] Little lady left this earth in the worst [E] way.
All because she got a card on her thirteenth birthday.
[F#m] Ooh, under the upper hand.
[A] I'm gold man for a couple grams.
[F#m] And we don't [Bm] wanna go [A] outside tonight.
Cause [F#m] in a pipe she'll fly [D] to the motherland.
[A] And sell love to another man.
[F#m] It's too [Bm] cold outside [A] for angels [F#m] to fly.
[D] [A] For angels [F#m] to fly.
[D] [A]
[F#m] Fly, [D] fly.
[A] For angels [F#m] to fly.
[D] Fly, [A] fly.
For angels to die.
[N]
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[F#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
Listen, little lady, this is just the worst way to spend your birthday.
It's 30 degrees, [F#m] Thursday, you work late.
Yous with a perv [A] making dirty fake love in his Mercedes.
Lady, the word rape sums up events that take place every night.
You wanna get up but you know your legs are lake if you [F#] try.
And you remember that your punter went crazy last [A] night.
You drag yourself to the mirror to check your face then you cry.
Forget [Bm] the visit to the clinic you were booked in [D] for.
You'll make a trip to the Whittington where they'll look at your [A] jaw.
They'll be inquisitive and ask about your business for [E] sure.
They'll know you're fibbing if you tell them you got hit by a door.
But [Bm] young woman, the pimps sees you as nothing but [D] a dumb hooker.
Medical attention could be fatal cause [A] the cunt wouldn't ever let a doctor near someone that's getting [E] dole for him.
Cause next you got poxy authority sticking [F#m] their noses in.
She's just [D] under the upper [A] hand.
Goes mad for a couple [F#m] grams.
And she [D] don't wanna go [A] outside tonight.
[F#m] Cause in the pipe [D] she'll fly to the [A] motherland and sell love to another man.
[F#m] It's too [D] cold [A] outside for angels [F#m] to fly.
[B] _ _ [A] _ For angels [F#m] to fly.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
Little lady, your mind you've made up.
Your injuries you can't hide with makeup.
You need [F#m] some medical advice.
You make up a little lie to stay [A] just in case the doc opens his eyes and don't decide to play dumb.
With any luck you'll see the same dude that stitched your top lip last year when your pimp just lost it.
He [F#m] wouldn't recognize you if you stared him in the face anyway.
[A] Cause all the heroin is making you age.
But you're a heroine for [Bm] taking the strain of being a prostitute and [D] punching back the funds you have left.
Go where you're from using [A] money gram.
Mother had to get you out of the motherland to [E] study.
That was all she struggled to have.
A single daughter with the [Bm] upper hand.
Little does she know you're never coming back.
She [D] put you in her brother's hands only for him to formulate [A] another plan.
He's the fucking cause of your appalling state this [E] summer.
Fancy that you came to London to get pimped by your [F#m] uncle.
She's just [D] under the upper [A] hand.
And goes mad for a couple grams.
[F#m] And she don't [D] wanna go [A] outside tonight.
[F#m] Cause in the pipe she'll [D] fly to the [A] motherland and sell love to another man.
[F#m] It's too [D] cold [A] outside for angels [Bm] to fly.
Now an angel [D] will die [A] covered in [F#m] white.
With closed [A] eyes and hoping for a better life.
[Bm] This time I will [D] fade out tonight.
Straight down [F#m] the line.
[Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[B] Little lady, you're trembling with fear.
Your skinny frame kinda resembles a deer.
You're sitting facing a detective, oh dear.
The meddling nurse couldn't just [G#m] leave it.
She's only gonna make it much worse calling [B] police.
And she'll never know the gravity of the damage she's caused.
You're causing scandal going mad in the ward now.
The cop [A] is trying to calm you.
Telling you he won't let no one [G#m] harm you.
The same question he keeps trying to ask you.
Who you [B] working for?
He's talking to you like you're worth more than a dirty whore.
You're having a conversation you could be murdered for.
You're [A] learning more about exactly why you need to help bring him or her [E] to court.
He's kicking knowledge you ain't ever heard before.
Just [B] before he leaves he reassures you that he knows that it's hard.
He underlines a mobile number you can phone on his card.
[A] Begs you to use it.
He's useless if you're gonna be stupid.
[E] Cause an answer hasn't come from your bruised lips.
You're on [B] your own.
You've gotta go and give your pimp what you owe.
You reach a door and then it dawns that you've been followed home.
[A] Before you turn around you feel a cold blade on your throat.
[E] And then the voice says where you been bitch I wanna know.
No [Bm] prizes for guessing who it is.
Resistance would be [D] foolishness.
You open the front door.
He boots you in.
[A] Here's something new in him.
He's silent now.
That fills you with terror.
[E] Get your alibi straight.
You could be killed for an error.
[Bm] He towers over you.
The six inch knife catches the sunlight.
[D] At this point your life flashes before your eyes.
Your [A] handbag's dropped.
And all the contents are all over the floor.
[E] Despite the mess there's only one thing that's caught his eye.
[Bm] And in the moment of rage he brutally murders his niece.
[D] And dumps her body in the boot of his Mercs in the street.
[A] Little lady left this earth in the worst [E] way.
All because she got a card on her thirteenth birthday.
[F#m] Ooh, under the upper hand.
[A] I'm gold man for a couple grams.
[F#m] And we don't [Bm] wanna go [A] outside tonight.
Cause [F#m] in a pipe she'll fly [D] to the motherland.
[A] And sell love to another man.
[F#m] It's too [Bm] cold outside [A] _ for angels [F#m] to fly.
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ For angels [F#m] to fly.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
[F#m] Fly, [D] fly.
_ [A] _ For angels [F#m] to fly.
[D] Fly, [A] fly.
For angels to die.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _

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