Chords for Elton John - Li'l 'Frigerator (1984) With Lyrics!

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E

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Elton John - Li'l 'Frigerator (1984) With Lyrics! chords
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[A]
[D] She looks so evil, but [A] she looks so young.
Well, I [F#m] guess she's a smile, [E] made [A] in Taiwan.
She's got [D] cherry bombs inside [A] her eyes.
And the [F#m] love of the Irish, [E] mmm, [A] on her side.
[D] Well, let her tell you that she [A] loves your mind.
[F#m] She's got all the price, [E] oh, she can [A] turn all nine.
Those [D] crocodile tears, can't [A] tell the pain.
Oh, [F#m] let her blow [E] that [A] acid rain.
[D] Well, I don't know, on the fridge, the [A] radio's so cold.
Go to [D] the fridge, the radio's cold.
Got to [F#m] wait for myself, oh, at the fridge, the [A] radio's cold.
[D] She's got your legs, with [A] a kiss of death.
Got [F#m] a dead little mind, [E] and a [A] fancy dress.
She's an [D] empty shell, whoo, dark face of me.
Just [F#m] another statistic, [E] on her [A] radar sheet.
Oh, [D] I don't know, on the fridge, the [A] radio's so cold.
Go to the [D] fridge, the radio's cold.
Got to [F#m] wait for myself, oh, at the fridge, the [A] radio's cold.
Oh, [E] [A]
[D] [A]
[F#m] [E] [A]
[D] [A]
[F#m] [E] [A]
[D] I don't know, on the fridge, the [A] radio's so cold.
Go to [D] the fridge, the radio's cold.
Got to [F#m] wait for myself, oh, at [A] the fridge, the radio's cold.
[D] Oh, I don't know, on the fridge, the [A] radio's cold.
Go to [D] the fridge, the radio's cold.
Got to [F#m] wait for myself,
[A]
[D] oh, at the fridge, [A] the radio's cold.
[D] Got to [F#m] wait for [E] myself, oh, at the fridge, the [A] radio's cold.
[D] [A]
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1231
D
1321
F#m
123111112
E
2311
A
1231
D
1321
F#m
123111112
E
2311
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[D] She looks so evil, but [A] she looks so young.
Well, I [F#m] guess she's a smile, [E] made [A] in Taiwan. _
She's got [D] cherry bombs inside [A] her eyes.
And the [F#m] love of the Irish, [E] mmm, [A] on her side. _
[D] Well, let her tell you that she [A] loves your mind. _
[F#m] She's got all the price, [E] oh, she can [A] turn all nine.
Those [D] crocodile tears, can't [A] tell the pain.
Oh, [F#m] let her blow [E] that [A] acid rain. _
[D] Well, I don't know, on the fridge, the [A] radio's so cold.
Go to [D] the fridge, the radio's cold.
Got to [F#m] wait for myself, oh, at the fridge, the [A] radio's cold. _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] She's got your legs, with [A] a kiss of death.
Got [F#m] a dead little mind, [E] and a [A] fancy dress.
She's an [D] empty shell, whoo, dark face of me.
Just [F#m] another statistic, [E] on her [A] radar sheet.
Oh, [D] I don't know, on the fridge, the [A] radio's so cold.
Go to the [D] fridge, the radio's cold.
Got to [F#m] wait for myself, oh, at the fridge, the [A] radio's cold.
Oh, [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _
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[D] I don't know, on the fridge, the [A] radio's so cold.
Go to [D] the fridge, the radio's cold.
Got to [F#m] wait for myself, oh, at [A] the fridge, the radio's cold. _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ Oh, I don't know, on the fridge, the [A] radio's cold.
Go to [D] the fridge, the radio's cold.
Got to [F#m] wait for myself, _ _
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[D] oh, at the fridge, [A] the radio's cold. _
_ [D] _ _ Got to [F#m] wait for [E] myself, oh, at the fridge, the [A] radio's cold. _ _ _ _ _ _
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