Best American Record taby ukulele według Lana Del Rey

[Intro]
A


[Verse 1]
   A                                     C#m
My baby used to dance underneath my architecture
        A                                       C#m
To the 'Houses of the Holy' smoking on them cigarettes
   A                                     C#m
My baby used to dance underneath my architecture
       D                    F#m
He was cool as heck, he was cool as heck


[Pre-Chorus]
    D                                                A
But you were so obsessed with writing the next best American record
    D                                                      A
But there was nothing left by the time we got to bed, baby that’s a shame
D                                                F#m
You were so obsessed with writing the next best American record
           Bm                       G
You did it all for fame, you did it all for fame


[Chorus]
           Bm      A
You did it all for fame
D                         G
Tell me how it treats you now
           Bm      A
You did it all for fame
D                          G
How does that taste coming out
           Bm      A
You did it all for fame
D                             G
Baby, how's life treating you now
     Bm A
It's over


[Verse 2]
   A                                     C#m
My baby used to dance underneath my architecture
       A                                             C#m
He was seventies in spirit; nineties in his frame of mind
   A                                     C#m
My baby used to dance underneath my architecture
        D                       F#m
We lost track of space, we lost track of time


[Pre-Chorus]
    D                                                A
But you were so obsessed with writing the next best American record
    D                                                      A
But there was nothing left by the time we got to bed, baby that’s a shame
D                                                F#m
You were so obsessed with writing the next best American record
           Bm                       G
You did it all for fame, you did it all for fame

(You know what I'm talking about)


[Chorus]
           Bm      A
You did it all for fame
D                         G
Tell me how it treats you now
           Bm      A
You did it all for fame
D                          G
How does that taste coming out
             Bm       A
Now that you lost the game
D                              G
Honey, how's life treating you now
          Bm A
That it's over
D                     G
Baby, how you feeling now
       Bm   A
That I told you


[Bridge]
     G                           A
It's true, all the roads lead to you
                      G
Everything I want and do
                      F#
All the things that I say
     G                           A
It's true, all the roads lead to you
                       G
Like the 405 I drive through
                      F#
Every night and every day 
    G                            F#
I-I-I see you for who you really are
                     G
Why the thousands of girls
                  F#          G
Love the way Bill plays guitar


[Final Chorus]
           Bm      A
You did it all for fame
D                         G
Tell me how it treats you now
           Bm      A
You did it all for fame
D                          G
How does that taste coming out
           Bm      A
You did it all for fame
D                      G
Honey, how you feeling now
          Bm A
That it's over
D                             G
Baby, how's life treating you now
       Bm   A
That I told you
D                        G
Honey, how is it feeling now?

(Honey, how's it feeling?, Honey, how's it feeling?)
Bm     A
I told you
 D                         G
(Honey, how's it feeling?, Honey, how's it feeling?)
Bm     A   D
I told you