E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------------------7-8-7-5-7b8----|
G|--------------------------2-4/6---4-----4-4-4------------------------------|
D|-2~-------------------2-4-----------4---------0-0-0------------------------|
A|-----0---------2-4-5-------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|

E|-------------------5-5-5-5-5-----------------------------------------------|
B|-7-8-7-5--7b8----------------3-3---2-2-2-2h3p2p0---------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|


[Verse 1]

Em          A                 D           F#
Friday night, the open window breathes life
                 A
And I detect New Amsterdam upon its breath
     Em7
It’s laughing uninhibited
  A
I hear it's clumsy footsteps on the pavement, stumbling to bed
Em          A                   F#      D
Friday night, may I suggest the cooking wine?
               Em
It's salty in a tasteless way and young in age
   A
It pairs well with the mood today
   D                              D7
So pucker up and take a drink now quickly


[Chorus]

D                  Em
Oh what fun it is, laughing at nothing
   A                           D  D7
By this age we all have it down
  B7                        Em
A half full glass spills so easily
    A                             D
But fear not, there's always next round


[Instrumental]

E|--7-9-7-9-7\-------9-10-9-10-9\---10-12-10-12-10\---10-12-10-12-15---------|
B|--7----------------7--------------10----------------10---------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| x2
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|

(on second loop)
E|--7-10----7---------------------7-10----7----------------------------------|
B|-------10---7-10---------------------10---7-10-----------------------------|
G|-----------------9-7-9br10---------------------9-7-9br10-------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|

E|----7----------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-10---7--10----7-----------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------9-----7--7-7-----------7-9--11p9-7----7-9-11pbr9-----7---------|
D|-------------------9------------9---------------9--------------9-----------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|


[Verse 2]

Em          A                                    Dm7
Friday night, tired neon slithers through a sign
                        A
It stalks the wanderers of the night within plain sight
    Em                          A
And offers them a juicy bite of fruit aged long enough to be a very special kind of ripe
Em7
And in those bites you'll be amused
     A
Your lips will smack until they bruise
     Dm7
Your appetite will be profuse
     Gmaj7
Your tongue will clean your dishes too
    Em
And when your make-out session ends
    A
The next one will quickly begin
    D
But this time from the other end
   D7
As bile kisses your inner lips


[Chorus]

D                  Em
Oh what fun it is, laughing at nothing
   A                           D  D7
By this age we all have it down, (Woah, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
  B7                        Em
A half full glass spills so easily
    A                             D
But fear not, there's always next round
D                  Em
Oh what fun it is, drowning in nothing
   A                           D  D7
By this age we all have it down
  B7                        Em
A half full glass spills so easily
    A                             D
But fear not, there's always next round


[Outro]

D
Woah...


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| h   Hammer-on
| p   Pull-off
| b   Bend
| br  Bend & release
| pbr Pre-bend release
| /   Slide up
| \   Slide down
| ~   Vibrato