Chords for elbow - Fly Boy Blue / Lunette

[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ It's a lethal ballet, air traffic, congestion, I'm having baby.
Second thoughts, scotch, dinner [Dm] and someone's dancing on the box.
Former MP and no one's watching, [Eb] my oldest friends are a serious habit.
Fly boy blue, so bring your faces [D] home, _ to my sweet trampoline and acres of crash [Gm] site.
Laws, _ _ _ [C] _
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[G] _ _ [Dm] scotch, dinner and someone's dancing on the box.
Former MP [A] and no one's watching, [Eb] my oldest friends are a serious habit.
Fly boy blue, so bring [Bb] your faces [D] home, _ to my sweet trampoline and acres of crash site.
[Gm] Sidewalk, _ _ _ [C] _ [D] _
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_ _ _ _ _ delays, suppose I'm just lucky, I'm having shindig.
Me, Red Bob and the Ivory House [Dm] dance and someone's shouting on the box.
A chinless prefect on Godzilla, [Eb] my newest friends have forgotten my name.
So I fly so far, so good [D] at home.
You and me, trampoline and oceans of crash [Gm] site.
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [C] Walk inside all the cigarette smokes, [G] a drug for a joke or a mark on the clock.
They [Em] find stubs with a bullseye to call, but they don't ever [D] kiss me for bringing me.
[Bm] Knowing what's [C] done, would the dribble make scribble make sense and then so?
[G] Would the war pines deny black and northern man's lungs?
[Em] Perverse as it may sound, I sometimes believe.
[D] A tip to my lips [Bm] just reminds me to breathe.
[C] What can be said of the whiskey and wine?
[G] Random abandon or balance for joy [Em] that was scuppered with trust.
Little more than a boy [D] and besides I'm in excellent company.
[C] I'm reaching the age when decisions are made on [G] life and living.
I'm sure last ditch that [Em] I'll ask for more time, but mother forgive me.
[Bm] Still [D] want a bottle of good Irish whiskey [C] and a bundle of smokes in my parade.
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[Em] But there isn't words yet for the calls that I get.
[D] From the gentleman that's at the top of the neck of [C] the neck that I wake to. _
_ [G] And where are the words for the leap in my chest?
[Em] When mischief appears either side of the [D] scarlet nose.
Made by a rose thorn, so [C] acclaimed by a rose thorn.
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