Short tables and no slop eight ball, line of crank off his gold top Les Paul
[Dm]Woke you up,[Bb] set you right,[F] kept you talkin' to the middle of the next night
[F]He had the stance, major attitude, vibrato you could o' thrown a cat through
[Dm]A little much,[Bb] a little heavy [F]I guess the world just wasn't ready [Dm][Bb][F]
[F]Just a ghost from back a long time ago, blue-eyed shadow you never mention anymore
[Dm]Nothin' ventured,[Bb] nothin' saved,[F] you poured it out like bourbon on a fresh grave
[Dm]And learned your [Bb]lesson [F]well
[Dm]And learned your [Bb]lesson [F]well
Chorus:
[Dm]No helmet or a [Bb]care in the world
[Dm]Bein' such a [Bb]bad little girl
[Dm]Your face buried in the [Bb]back of his shirt
[D#]Shut your eyes and you'll [Bb]never get hurt
On the Valley road[F]
Black wall, looking through the front door, mirror ball in the middle of the dance floor
And in the dream, it's still the same but in the daylight none of that remains
Waking up to the cold hard facts, seems like everybody's livin' in the third act
That's how it happens, it's kinda weird, the whole scene just disappeared
We learned our lesson well
We learned our lesson well
Solo
He missed a curve on a hard tail sled, nothin' broken 'Cept for his head
You know it's kinda fittin' somehow, hard to picture what he'd look like now
You learned your lesson well, you learned your lesson well
You learned your lesson well, you learned your lesson well
Chorus
No helmet or a care in the world
Bein' such a bad little girl
Your face buried in the back of his shirt
Shut your eyes and you'll never get hurt
Chorus 2:
Flying in the Papago Wind
Half way to Gila Bend
No Helmet or a care in the world
Bein' such a bad little girl
On the Valley road
(Thanks to David for corrections)
[Dm]Woke you up,[Bb] set you right,[F] kept you talkin' to the middle of the next night
[F]He had the stance, major attitude, vibrato you could o' thrown a cat through
[Dm]A little much,[Bb] a little heavy [F]I guess the world just wasn't ready [Dm][Bb][F]
[F]Just a ghost from back a long time ago, blue-eyed shadow you never mention anymore
[Dm]Nothin' ventured,[Bb] nothin' saved,[F] you poured it out like bourbon on a fresh grave
[Dm]And learned your [Bb]lesson [F]well
[Dm]And learned your [Bb]lesson [F]well
Chorus:
[Dm]No helmet or a [Bb]care in the world
[Dm]Bein' such a [Bb]bad little girl
[Dm]Your face buried in the [Bb]back of his shirt
[D#]Shut your eyes and you'll [Bb]never get hurt
On the Valley road[F]
Black wall, looking through the front door, mirror ball in the middle of the dance floor
And in the dream, it's still the same but in the daylight none of that remains
Waking up to the cold hard facts, seems like everybody's livin' in the third act
That's how it happens, it's kinda weird, the whole scene just disappeared
We learned our lesson well
We learned our lesson well
Solo
He missed a curve on a hard tail sled, nothin' broken 'Cept for his head
You know it's kinda fittin' somehow, hard to picture what he'd look like now
You learned your lesson well, you learned your lesson well
You learned your lesson well, you learned your lesson well
Chorus
No helmet or a care in the world
Bein' such a bad little girl
Your face buried in the back of his shirt
Shut your eyes and you'll never get hurt
Chorus 2:
Flying in the Papago Wind
Half way to Gila Bend
No Helmet or a care in the world
Bein' such a bad little girl
On the Valley road
(Thanks to David for corrections)
