Paul Kelly - Every Fucking City

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Band name Paul Kelly
Song name Every Fucking City
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Every Fucking City
Paul Kelly


   A
We argued on the chanel train to Paris
     E7
The vanrougue helped us make it sweet again
    Bm
But by the time that we got down to Lyon
                       A
Everything I said was wrong
                          E
And you cursed me in the rain

   A
We split up for a while in Barcelona
   E
We met up six days later in Madrid
      Bm
I was hoping that the break would


make it go a little better for us
     A                            E
And for a little while it almost did


D
Now I'm in a bar in Copenhagen
        A
And I'm tryin' hard to forget your name
        G                                              E
And I'm staring at the lable of a bottle of cervasa

                                   A
And every fucking city feels the same

You said to call me when I got to London
A French girl said you'd left a note
I said to her 'I like your accent'
And she thought I sounded funny
So we ended up drinking in Soho

Foolishly I followed you to Dublin
Like a ghost I walked the streets of Temple Bar
And all the bright young things
were throwing up their Guiness in the gutters
And once I thought I saw you from afar

Now I'm in a nightclub in Helsinki
And they're playing La Vida Loca once again
And I can't believe I'm dancing to this crap
but I'm a chance here
And every fucking city sounds the same

[modulate up one step to B]

B
At a café in the port of Amsterdam
  F#
An email from you said you'd gone to Rome
     C#m
For a minute I thought maybe


but my funds were running low
      B                                 F#
And anyway it sounded like you weren't alone

So I headed north 'til I got to Hamburg
A chilly city suits a troubled soul
And on the Reaperbahn
I paid a women far too much
To kick me out before I'd even reached my goal

E
Now I'm in a restaurant in Stockholm
       B
And the waiter here wants me to know his name
   A
And I can order sandwiches

                                 F#
in seven different languages
                                 B
But every fucking city looks the same
     A                                                      F#
Arevaderci, au revoiur, auf weidersein, hasta la vista.....baby
                              B
Every fucking city's just the same.

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