Crooked Teeth taby ukulele według Death Cab For Cutie (Chwyty barytonu)

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It was one hundred degrees, as we sat beneath a willow tree
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Who's tears didn't care, they just hung in the air, and refused to fall, to fall.

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And I knew I'd made horrible call,
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And now the state line felt like the Berlin wall,
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And there was no doubt about which side I was on.
 

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Cause I built you a home in my heart,
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With rotten wood, it decayed from the start.


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Cause you can't find nothing at all,
                     C        G   D
If there was nothing there all along.
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No you can't find nothing at all,
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If there was nothing there all along.

 
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I braved treacherous streets,
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And kids strung out on homemade speed.
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And we shared a bed in which I could not sleep,
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At all, woo, hoo, woo, hooOoOo.

 
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Cause at night the sun in retreat,
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Made the skyline look like crooked teeth,
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In the mouth of a man who was devouring, us both.
 

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You're so cute when you're slurring your speech,
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But they're closing the bar and they want us to leave.

 
G                                D
And you can't find nothing at all,
                     C        G   D
If there was nothing there all along.
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No you can't find nothing at all,
                  C          G  D
If there was nothing there all along.

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I'm a war, of head versus heart,
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And it's always this way.
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My head is weak, my heart always speaks,
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Before I know what it will say.

 
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Cause you can't find nothing at all,
                     C        G   D
If there was nothing there all along.
G                    D
There were churches, theme parks and malls,
                      C     G   D
But there was nothing there all along.