Suggested chord voicings:
E5 x79xxx B/D# x69xxx
A5 57xxxx E/G# 47xxxx
B5 79xxxx
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Intro (same as verse riff):
E5 B/D# E5 B/D#
A5 E/G# A5 E/G#
E5 B/D# E5 B/D#
A5 E/G# A5 E/G#
E5 B/D# E5 B/D#
I know a girl, and she's
A5 E/G# A5 E/G#
all that I love in the world
E5 B/D# E5 B/D#
and I don't even know
A5 E/G# A5 E/G#
what she's thinking now
B5
If I could be with
A5 E/G#, A5 E/G#, A5 E/G#
her tonight
B5
I know the arguing
A5 E/G#, A5 E/G#, A5 E/G#
and the spite
We'd shout together and fight
about whatever was wrong
or what's right, it seems
that doesn't matter, but
If we could slow down
and listen hard
Stupid arguing
disregard
Love is heat with a light
love's a sound you can't hear
When we're far far apart,
when we're too near
If I could show you
the picture in my heart
If I could stop the words
before they start....
(repeat verse riff)
(repeat chorus riff)
End on E5.Jimmy Buffett, Mac MacAnally, C. Macak, T. Baker, L. Laprise
The universe is runnin' away
I heard it on the news just the other day
There's this new stuff called dark energy
We can't measure and we can't see
It's some elemental mystery
Train that we can't catch
But our heads are in the oven
And somebody's 'bout to strike a match
Meanwhile back on our big round ball
Things are getting serious as cholesterol
Permutations, calculations,
Greedy piggies at the trough
Arrogance and ignorance
Just to top it off
I just can't keep up with the Nasdaq
Who got sold and bought
I've got to take my lunch break
But I'll leave you with a little for thought
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about
What if life is just a cosmic joke
Like spiders in your underwear or olives in
your coke
My life can get as messy as a day old sticky bun
So I arm myself with punch lines and a big ol'
water gun
They say it's not that simple but just maybe it
should be
It's time to change the subject, would you join me
in a cup of herbal tea?
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about
I still believe in rock 'n' roll
It pays my bills and soothes my soul
There really really isn't
A whole lot more around
Except for Frank Sinatra and the Big
band sound
I want music in the music
I want chicken in the soup
I want caffeine in my system let's revive
the hula hoop
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about