Bbm Ab I was just thirty-four years old and I was still wandering in a hazeGb Eb I was wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were lost in a mazeBbm Ab I don't know why I thought I should have some kind of divine right to the bluesGb Eb It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the front page sad newsBb Eb The incense burned away and the stench began to riseBb Eb And lovers now estranged avoided catching each others' eyesC7 F7 And girls who lost their children cursed the men who fit the coilC7 F7 And men not fit for marriage took their refuge in the oilD7 G7 No-one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burnedD7 G7 From all this you'd imagine that there must be something learned...C7 F7 Slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirtsC7 And I don't ever wear no ripped shirtsF7 Can't pretend that growing older never hurtsC7 F7 Knee-pants, Jeanie never wears those knee-pantsC7 We have to be so drunk to try a new danceF7 So afraid of every little romance...D Slit skirts, slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing thoseD Slit skirts, slit skirts, she wouldn't dare in thoseD G7 Slit skirts, slit skirts, wouldn't be seen dead in those slit skirtsD D Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up romance?D Why can't we drink it up true heart romance?G7 Just need a brief new little romance...Bbm Ab Let me tell you some more about myself, you know I'm sitting at home just now.Gb Eb The big events of the day have passed and the late TV shows have come on.Bbm Ab I'm number one on the home team, but I still feel unfulfilled.Gb Eb A silent voice in a broken heart complains that I'm unskilled.Bb Eb And I know that when she thinks of me, she thinks of me as him.Bb Eb But unlike me she don't workout her frustrations in the gym.C7 F7 Recriminations fester and the past can never changeC7 F7 A woman's expectations run from both ends of the range.D7 G7 Once she walked with untamed lovers face between her legs,D7 G7 Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg...C7 F7 Slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirtsC7 And I don't ever wear no ripped shirtsF7 Can't pretend that growing older never hurtsC7 F7 Knee-pants, Jeanie never wears those knee-pantsC7 We have to be so drunk to try a new danceF7 So afraid of every little romance...D Slit skirts, slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing thoseD Slit skirts, slit skirts, she wouldn't dare in thoseD G7 Slit skirts, slit skirts, wouldn't be seen dead in those slit skirtsD D Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up romance?D Why can't we drink it up true heart romance?G7 Just need a brief new little romance... G O (use D - D - D - G7 pattern)D D Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up romance?D Why can't we drink it up true heart romance?G7 Just need a brief new little romance...
Slit Skirts
Pete Townshend
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