Tablature Strokes (The) - Barely Legal
Strokes (The) - Barely Legal
Title: Barely Legal
Subtitle:
Artist: The Strokes
Album: Soma
Author:
Copyright:
Tabled by: Rox-Vile
Instructions:
Notices:
Tempo: 155 BPM
Tracks: 4
Instruments:
Bars: 107
Tabs: Strokes (The) - Barely Legal.gp3
Subtitle:
Artist: The Strokes
Album: Soma
Author:
Copyright:
Tabled by: Rox-Vile
Instructions:
Notices:
Tempo: 155 BPM
Tracks: 4
Instruments:
Bars: 107
Lyric
I didn't take no short cutsI spent the money that I saved up
Oh, mama running out of luck
But like my sister, don't give a fuck
I wanna steal your innocence
To me, my life, it don't make a sense
Those strange manners, I love 'em so
"Why won't you wear your new trench coat?"
I should've worked much harder
I should've just not bothered
I never show up on weekdays
Something that you learned yesterday
"Drive you to work, you will be on time.
These little problems, they're not yours, they're mine."
"Come on, listen to what I say.
I've got some secrets that'll make you stay."
I just want to turn you down
I just want to turn you around
Oh, you ain't never had nothing I wanted, but
I want it all, I just can't figure out
Nothing
And all together it went well
We made pretend we were best friends
Then she said, "Oh, you're a freak."
"They ordered me to make mistakes."
Together again, like the beginning
It all works somehow in the end
The things we did, the things you hide
But for the record, it's between you and I
I didn't take no short cuts
I spent the money that I saved up
Oh, mama running out of luck
But like my sister, don't give a fuck
I wanna steal your innocence
To me, my life, it just don't make any sense
Those strange manners, I love 'em so
"Why won't you wear your new trench coat?"
I just want to misbehave
I just want to be your slave
Oh, you ain't never had nothing I wanted, but
I want it all, I just can't figure out
Nothing
And all together it went well
We made pretend we were best friends
Then she said, "Oh, I can wait."
"They ordered me to make mistakes."
Together again, like the beginning
It all works somehow in the end
The things we did, the things you hide
And for the record, it's between you and I