Letra
Ver letra con acordes
Brite Nightgown
transcription and chart
Peter Kruger
[email protected]
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Bass: db eb e db eb e db eb e db eb e
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db eb e db eb e db eb e db eb e
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Em9 Em6/9 ..etc..etc..
I dreamed I had a fever
I was pushin one-oh-three
My mom s all upset - cryin by my bedside
Everybody s prayin for me
I hear a scratchin at the window
I somehow twist myself around
I realize I m eyes to eyes
With the fella in the Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
You can t fight with the fella
In the Brite Nitegown
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c# d# c# g
The eagle flies on Friday
My baby wants to bash
I hit the ATM - and march down the street
With a roll of party cash.
Right then a couple lit-up brothers
They gently put me on the ground
They do the steal and leave me to deal
With the fella in the Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
You can t fight with the fella
In the Brite Nitegown
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Bass: db eb e db eb e db eb e db eb e
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db eb e db eb e db eb e db eb e
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Ten milligrams of Chronax
Will whip you back through time
Past Hebrew kings - and furry things
To the birth of humankind
I shared in all of nature s secrets
But when I finally came around
I m sittin on the rug gettin a victory hug
From the fella in the brite Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
You can t fight with the fella
In the Brite Nitegown
Etc etc..
transcription and chart
Peter Kruger
[email protected]
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Bass: db eb e db eb e db eb e db eb e
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db eb e db eb e db eb e db eb e
| | | | |
| | | | |
Em9 Em6/9 ..etc..etc..
I dreamed I had a fever
I was pushin one-oh-three
My mom s all upset - cryin by my bedside
Everybody s prayin for me
I hear a scratchin at the window
I somehow twist myself around
I realize I m eyes to eyes
With the fella in the Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
You can t fight with the fella
In the Brite Nitegown
| | | | (slight pause)|
c# d# c# g
The eagle flies on Friday
My baby wants to bash
I hit the ATM - and march down the street
With a roll of party cash.
Right then a couple lit-up brothers
They gently put me on the ground
They do the steal and leave me to deal
With the fella in the Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
You can t fight with the fella
In the Brite Nitegown
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Bass: db eb e db eb e db eb e db eb e
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db eb e db eb e db eb e db eb e
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Ten milligrams of Chronax
Will whip you back through time
Past Hebrew kings - and furry things
To the birth of humankind
I shared in all of nature s secrets
But when I finally came around
I m sittin on the rug gettin a victory hug
From the fella in the brite Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
Brite Nitegown
You can t fight with the fella
In the Brite Nitegown
Etc etc..