Nortabs

Electric
_ Madrugada


[C]Pac[Am]k yo[Em]ur b[G]ags, run away
Along the freeway, out of town
Where you'd like and the night is over
It's alright

[C]Fro[Am]m de[Em]spai[G]r, between the sheets
Spilling over, spinning round
Waiting still, in the street
Ain't it bitter, ain't it sweet

[F]Hol[G]din[Am]g, h[F]olding on to you again
[F]Hol[G]din[Am]g, h[F]olding on to you again
[F]No [G]rus[Am]hing[Am], don't rush it, my love
[F]Hol[G]ding on, holding, holding on to yo[C]u[Am][Em][G]

Bet you lie, on your back
In the backseat of his car
Cattle black, pepper night
Dylan Thomas, pass around
Passing out on the floor
In the bathroom, black light vail
We don't need once again
Sing the song, sing
Drink the wine, love

Oh how long did we stay in there
Well I can't believe my eyes
Well how long did I take this
Well I can't hold on no, hold on

Holding, holding on to you again
Holding, holding on to you again
I'm ready
I'm ready, my love
Holding, holding on to you




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