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"Goin' Through Your Purse" -- Material Issue
I'm not super sure about the chorus, but what I have here works
for me... And incidently, the lyrics in the liner notes for this
song our wrong in a few places; that's so like them. :)
G
Well I know it's been a little while
Bm9
Since the first time that I made you smile
Em9 D C
And I thought I'd take this opportunity
G
To dig a little deeper inside
Bm9 Em9
And try to find out what someone like you
D C
is trying to hide from me
C D
Well I hope that you don't get angry girl
G F# F E
I hope you don't get hurt
D C D C G
By the things I found while goin' through your purse
Your Make-up, your compact, lipstick, and shit like that
And the keys that you keep on a chain
Your cigarettes and my lighter too
And a picture of your sister
God I think your one in the same
Then I cleverly put all these things back into place so you
Wouldn't think that I was a jerk
The things I found while goin' through your purse
[the solo goes something like this:]
E|-------------------------4-5-7--4-5-7--4-5-7-4-----|
B|-4-5-7--4-5-7--4-5-7-4-----------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------|
E|-/9--12---9\-7--10---7\-5---567-5------|
B|---------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------|
(bend up)
E|------------------------5-6^(7)-(7)-(7)--5--4------|
B|-5-6^(7)-(7)-(7)--5--4-----------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------|
E|-/9--12---9\-7--10---7\-5---567-5\-----|
B|---------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------|
Then I cleverly put all these things back into place so you
Wouldn't think that I was a jerk
The things I found while goin' through your purse
[Drum fill... next verse no guitar]
Well a photo of your mother too
And all the guys who date you
And your high school graduation ring
And a check stub from the place you work
Some poetry from some
Stupid jerk who's tryin' to
Steal your heart away from me
Well I hope that you don't get offended girl
Yeah and I hope you don't get hurt
By the things I found while going through
Yeah the things I found when I was goin' thru
The things I found while goin' thru your purse
[variation of solo... end on open Emin chord ]
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