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HAMMERING HEART - Del Amitri
D I sup - G pose love lives in a D dustbin
Be - G hind the garden D wall
You have to grovel G on the ground
and be pretty dis - D gusting
to G find it at all
And D I suppose that it G grows on you
D Standing there with no G clothes on
and D I suppose
because there's G beautiful girls in this D town
I'll stay here till I've G chosen one.
D I suppose life's like a G hunt, really
the D hounds have fun
until the G fox gets bagged
And D not one girl in this G town
will ever fall in D love with me:
G They'll get dragged.
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Her D heart
G speaks to me; says the D room the room the room
Be - G neath her dress, and
D I suppose that it G beats for me
Like a D hammering moon pulling G tides through her chest
Sup - D pose she says that she G owes me
D all that she owns and G all that she is
It D seems to me I sup - G pose that
her D heart's not enough
and her G love is a swizz
DGD
D
D So sup - G pose love lives in a D mansion
how the G hell do I get over the D wall
And if my G rope's not stretched the right D tension
I won't D cross this grand canyon at D all
And I suppose that it G grows like a tumor
D spreads like a rumor
like the G grass grows and inch in every D day
And I suppose that be - G fore I even know it
the D tide will start flowing
and the G drum beneath my jacket will B5 say
D5 You know you need her every - B5 day
D You know you need her every - B5 day
D5 You know you need her every - B5 day
D You know you need her every - B5 day
D5 You know you need her every - B5 day
D You know you need her every - B5 day D B5 D
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