Why Are Sundays So Depressing taby ukulele według The Strokes (Chwyty barytonu)

Dm G7 C Am (x2)

Dm            G7                C
I sing a song, I paint a picture
              Am                    Dm
My baby's gone, but I don't miss her
           G7                   C
Like a swan, I don't miss swimming
                    Am
All my friends left, and they don't miss me

       Dm           G7
Can't take it, babe
          C           Am
Your body talks to me
          Dm          G7
Like in a movie, babe
         C              Am
I let it resonate, yeah

C           Em                 Am
I want your time (Time, time)
             G                                 C
Don't ask me questions (Questions, questions)
               Em                 Am
That you don't want (Want, want)
              G   
The answers to (To, to)

Dm                 G                            C
I love you and I'm honest, so you know it's no lie
                     Em                           Dm
You're hidin' in the background but you wanna be found
                     G                             C
You've got me on my back and now I've gotta think fast
                     Em                            Dm
You're hidin' in the background but you wanna be found

Dm                     G7
I take it easy, babe, I
                 C
I get down, it's automatic, uh
Am             Dm 
I've come to believin' that
G7            C
That too much time is evil

      Dm        G7
I transition in
                C          Am
I'm making your body wait
           Dm        G7
Like on an aeroplane
              C                 Am
Please, baby, take me away, yeah

C           Em                 Am
I want your time (Time, time)
             G                                 C
Don't ask me questions (Questions, questions)
               Em                 Am
That you don't want (Want, want)
              G   
The answers to (To, to)


C C Dm Dm

  Dm             G
I kinda miss the nine-to-five, yeah
C                    Em
Do those things that you can't hide
Dm                      G
I scramble, fight just like a child
C                   Em
Hey, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Dm                  G
I'm staying hungry, I'm staying hungry
C                   Em 
I'm staying hungry, I'm staying hungry
    Dm                 G
Now I'm getting angry, I'm staying hungry
    C                  Em  
Now I'm getting angry, staying, staying hungry

Yeah

Dm G C Em 

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