Loose Lips
This is a really fun song to play! It's just A E A D all the way through, apart from occasionally holding on A instead of going to the D. Listen to it to get it right, but it's more about the feel with this one, and less about the accuracy.

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loose lips might sink ships but loose gooses take trips to
san francisco, double-etch disco, tech tv hottie, do it for scotty
do it for the living and do it for the dead
do it for the monsters under your bed
do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom
broken hearts hurt but they make you strong and

we won't stop until somebody calls the cops and even then
we'll start again and just pretend that nothing ever happened    (x2)

we're just dancing, we're just hugging
singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
on the sleeve of how it used to be

how's it gonna be?

i'll dropkick russel stover, move into the starting over house
i know matt rouse and jest are watching me achieve my dreams
and we'll pray all damn day, every day
that all this shit our president has got us in will go away
while we strive to figure out a way we can survive
these trying times without losing our minds

so if you want to burn yourself [remember that i love you]
so if you want to cut yourself [remember that i love you]
so if you want to kill yourself [remember that i love you]
call me up before you're dead, we can make some plans instead
send me an im i'll be your friend
shysters live from scheme to scheme, but my fourth quarter pipe dreams
are seeming more and more worth fighting for
so i'll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation
and i'll say fuck bush and fuck this war
my war paint is sharpie ink and i'll ask you how much my shit stinks
and ask you what you think because your thoughts and words are powerful
they think we're disposable, well both my thumbs opposable
spelled out on a double word and triple letter score and

we won't stop until somebody calls the cops and even then
we'll start again and just pretend that nothing ever happened  (x4)

we're just dancing, we're just hugging
singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
on the sleeve of how it used to be

End on A.
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