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Fuck Me Pumps by Amy Winehouse
Fuck Me Pumps
----Bsus4--Bm7--Dm--Fm6---C---Bm---G--------------|
E----12----10---10---8----8---10---10-------------|
B----12----12---10---9----8---12---12-------------|
G----11----11---10---10---9---11---12-------------|
D-----x-----x---x----x----x---x----x--------------|
A-----x-----x---x----x----x---x----x--------------|
E-----x-----x---x----x----x---x----x--------------|
Then for the chorus ("You don't like players...") just use bar chords. Be creative in
slow, sweeped picking of these:
-----Am--D---G---C-----------|
E----5---5---3---3-----------|
B----5---7---3---5-----------|
G----5---7---4---5-----------|
D----7---7---5---5-----------|
A----7---5---5---3-----------|
E----5---x---3---x-----------|
Verse 1:
Bsus4 Bm7
When you walk in the bar,
Dm Fm6
And you dressed like a star,
C Bm G
Rockin' your F me pumps.
Bsus4 Bm7
And the men notice you,
Dm Fm6
With your Gucci bag crew,
C Bm G
Can't tell who he's lookin' to.
Bsus4 Bm7
'Cuz you all look the same,
Dm Fm6
Every-one knows your name,
C Bm G
And that's you whole claim to fame.
Bsus4 Bm7
Ne-ver miss a night,
Dm Fm6
'Cuz your dream in life,
C Bm G
Is to be a foot-ballers wife.
Chorus 1:
Am
You don't like players,
D
That's what you say-a,
G
But you really,
C
Wouldn't mind a million-aire.
Am
You don't like ballers,
D
They don't do nothing for ya,
G
But you'd love a rich man,
C
Six foot two or taller.
Verse 2:
Bsus4 Bm7
You're more than a fan,
Dm Fm6
Look-in' for a man,
C
But you end up,
Bm G
With one-nights-stands.
Bsus4 Bm7
He could be your whole life,
Dm Fm6
If you got past one night,
C Bm G
But that part never goes right.
Bsus4 Bm7
In the morning you're vexed,
Dm Fm6
He's onto the next,
C Bm G
And you didn't even get no taste.
Bsus4 Bm7
Don't be too up-set,
Dm Fm6
If they call you a skank,
C
'Cuz like the news,
Bm G
Every-day you get pressed.
Chorus 2:
Am
You don't like players,
D
That's what you say-a,
G
But you really,
C
Wouldn't mind a million-aire.
Am
You don't like ballers,
D
They don't do nothing for ya,
G
But you'd love a rich man,
C
Six foot two or taller.
Verse 3:
Bsus4 Bm7
You can't sit down right,
Dm Fm6
'Cuz you jeans are too tight,
C Bm G
And your lucky its ladies night.
Bsus4 Bm7
With your big empty purse,
Dm Fm6
Every week it gets worse,
C
At least your breasts,
Bm G
Cost more than hers.
Bsus4 Bm7
So you did Mia-mi,
Dm Fm6
'Cuz you got there for free,
C Bm G
But somehow you missed the plane.
Bsus4 Bm7
You did too much E,
Dm Fm6
Met somebo-dy,
C
And spent the night,
Bm G
Getting caned.
Chorus 4:
Am
Without girls like you,
D
There'd be no fun,
G
We'd go to the club,
C
And not see any-one.
Am
Without girls like you,
D
There's no night-life,
G
All those men just,
C
Go home to their wives.
Verse 4:
Bsus4 Bm7
Don't be mad at me,
Dm Fm6
'Cuz you're pushing thirty,
C
And your old tricks,
Bm G
No longer work.
Bsus4
You should have known,
Bm7
From the job,
Dm Fm6
That you always get dumped,
C Bm G
So dust off your fuck me pumps.
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
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Bsus4 Bm7 Dm Fm6 C
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
x24452 x24232 xx0231 1x0110 032010
Bm G Am D
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
x24432 320003 x02210 xx0232
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