"Drugs" by Black Lips
Taken from the album 200 Million Thousand (2009)
INTRO: A
[D]Red attitude and my [Bm]nose is arunny.
[D]I like you lots but you [Bm]think that I'm a dummy.
[D]Can I pick you up with [Bm]me and my buddies and [A]chill.
[D]We'll hammer down my down in my [Bm]Plymouth Barracuda
[D]Huffin and a puffin on that [Bm]BC Buddha.
[D]Don't worry 'bout it sugar [Bm]you've got nothing to [A]lose.
CHORUS
[G]Come along take a ride with me,
[D]I'll make some space in my dirty backseat.
[G]I''ll crank the Creedence push the pedal to the metal 'round [A]town.
[F#]We'll laugh about this tomorrow,
'cos [G]nights like this I [A]hope.... will follow.
Red attitude and my nose is arunny.
I like you lots but you think that I'm a dummy.
Can I pick you up with me and my buddies and chill.
We'll hammer down my down in my Plymouth Barracuda
Huffin and a puffin on that BC Buddha.
Don't worry 'bout it sugar you've got nothing to lose.
Come along take a ride with me,
I'll make some space in my dirty backseat.
I''ll crank the Creedence push the pedal to the metal 'round town.
We'll laugh about this tomorrow,
'cos nights like this I hope.... will follow. (I hope they follow me)
Taken from the album 200 Million Thousand (2009)
INTRO: A
[D]Red attitude and my [Bm]nose is arunny.
[D]I like you lots but you [Bm]think that I'm a dummy.
[D]Can I pick you up with [Bm]me and my buddies and [A]chill.
[D]We'll hammer down my down in my [Bm]Plymouth Barracuda
[D]Huffin and a puffin on that [Bm]BC Buddha.
[D]Don't worry 'bout it sugar [Bm]you've got nothing to [A]lose.
CHORUS
[G]Come along take a ride with me,
[D]I'll make some space in my dirty backseat.
[G]I''ll crank the Creedence push the pedal to the metal 'round [A]town.
[F#]We'll laugh about this tomorrow,
'cos [G]nights like this I [A]hope.... will follow.
Red attitude and my nose is arunny.
I like you lots but you think that I'm a dummy.
Can I pick you up with me and my buddies and chill.
We'll hammer down my down in my Plymouth Barracuda
Huffin and a puffin on that BC Buddha.
Don't worry 'bout it sugar you've got nothing to lose.
Come along take a ride with me,
I'll make some space in my dirty backseat.
I''ll crank the Creedence push the pedal to the metal 'round town.
We'll laugh about this tomorrow,
'cos nights like this I hope.... will follow. (I hope they follow me)
