Tom: E
Riff:
E
E|-----------|
B|-----------|
G|------0-9--|
D|9-8-7---9--|
A|--------7--|
E|-----------|
[Intro]
E
(keyboard washes from E to D and back a few times)
[Verse 1]
E
Seven in the morning when I crawled out of bed
E
One of those days when I wish I was dead
E
When I feel like hell and I'm already mad
E
I'm in a real bad mood, so you better keep back (riff)
E E
(riff)
D/F# G
[Chorus 1]
A D/F# G C A
I don't wanna be friendly, I don't want to be nice
C A D/F# G C A
I just wanna be alone, so get out of my life
C A D/F# G C A
You're gettin' on my nerves, baby, pushing your luck
G A D/F# G C A G
Don't call, don't phone 'cause I don't wanna talk
E A/C# D G E G
God, what a drag when it's one of those days
E A/C# D G E G
Nothin' you can do, no, nothin' you can say
E A/C# D G E G
Ain't your fault that you got no friends (that's right)
E A/C# D G E
Musta got up on the wrong side of bed (that's right)
[Post-Chorus 1]
G E E7 E6
That's right
G E E7 E6
That's right,
G A A7 A6
Oh yeah,
C A A7 A6
that's right
C B B7
And you know
B6 D B A G D
it doesn't get any better
E N.C E E
Sometimes I crawl out of bed and I feel like a son of a bitch (riff)
A D G E G
E E
A D G E G
[Verse 2]
E
I can't be a lady, I can be so sweet, I can be a little angel and even say please (riff)
E
But sometimes, God, I just wake up mean (riff)
E D/F# G
I can really be a bitch, I can really be obscene
[Chorus 2]
A D/F# G C A
If you're lookin' for a lady, you're in the wrong place
C A D/F# G C A G
If you're lookin' for a bitch, look right in my face
A D/F# G C A
One of those days I should get back in bed
G A D/F# G C A G
Close the door, kill the lights and cover my head
E A/C# D G E G
God, what a drag when it's one of those days
E A/C# D G E G
Nothin' you can do, no, nothin' you can say
E A/C# D G E G
Ain't your fault that you got no friends (that's right)
E A/C# D G E
Must got up on the wrong side of bed (that's right)
[Post-Chorus 2]
G E E7 E6
That's right
G E E7 E6
That's right,
G A A7 A6
Oh yeah,
C A A7 A6
that's right
C B B7
And you know
B6 D B A G D
it doesn't get any better
E N.C
Sometimes I crawl out of bed and I feel like a son of a bitch (riff)
[Instrumental]
E E
A/C# D G E G
E E
A/C# D G E G
A A
D/F# G C A G
A A
D/F# G C A G
B B
B A G D
[Chorus 3]
E
God, what a drag when it's one of those days, nothing you can do, no, nothing you can say (riff)
E
Ain't your fault that you got no friends (riff)
E N.C A D G E
Musta got up on the wrong side of bed
[Post-Chorus 3]
G E E7 E6
That's right
G E E7 E6
That's right,
G A A7 A6
Oh yeah,
C A A7 A6
that's right
C B B7
And you know
B6 D B A G D
it doesn't get any better
E N.C E
Sometimes I crawl out of bed and I feel like a son of a
E
like a son of a bitch
[Outro]
G E E
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D|------------------0-----2-0-------------------9---9-----------------------------------|
A|----------------------------2-0---------------7---7-----------------------------------|
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