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All Her Favorite Fruit - табы песни



All Her Favorite Fruit


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Camper Van Beethoven:
"All Her Favorite Fruit" - Key Lime Pie

(I worked this out also over the break)
Last time slide
E-2-------2-------2-------2-3-5-3-0-2-----------------|-/10-----------------
B-3-------3-------3-------3---------3-----------------|---------------------
G-2-------2-------2-------2---------2----repeat this--|---------------------
D-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0---0-----------------|---------------------
A-----------------------------------------------------|---------------------
E-----------------------------------------------------|---------------------

D
I drive alone, home from work
Bm A
And I always think of her
D Bm A
Late at night I call her, but I never say a word
G Bm A D G
But I can see her squeeze the phone between her chin and shoulder
Bm A D G D G
And I can almost smell her breath, faint, with a sweet scent of decay
D
She serves him mashed potatoes
Bm A
She serves him peppered steak, and corn
D Bm A
Pulls the dress up over her head, lets it fall to the floor
G Bm A D G
And does she ever whisper in his ear, all her favorite fruit
Bm A D G
And all the most exotic places they are cultivated
D Bm A
And I'd like to take her there, rather than this train I'm on
D Bm A
And if I weren't a civil servant, I'd have a place in the colonies
G Bm A D G
We'd play croquet behind white-washed walls and drink our tea at four
Bm A D G
Within intervention's distance of the embassy
D A D
The midday air grows thicker with the heat
Bm A
And drifts towards the line of trees
D A D Bm A
When negroes blink their eyes, they sink into siesta
G Bm A D G
And we are rotting like a fruit underneath a rusting roof
Bm A D G
We dream our dreams and sing our songs of love - fecundity
D G D G D G
Of life and love, of life and love, of life and love

(end with opening riff, then finish on D)

You may wish to play the G barred on the 3rd fret, and sometimes pick the
Top three strings descending.

-john

--
******Give me a command line or give me death!*****************
Triangle Man, Triangle Man
Triangle Man hates Person Man
They have a fight, Triangle wins
Triangle Man.
********-They Might Be Giants************************************************



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