Drive-in Saturday
E ~ ~
A
1. Let me put my arms around
your head,
F#m
gee
it’s hot, let’s go to bed,
E
don’t forget to turn on the light, don’t laugh, babe, it’ll be
alright.
A
Pour me out
another phone,
F#m
I’ll ring and see if your
friends are home,
E
A
perhaps
the strange ones in the dome
E
can
lend us a book we can read up alone,
D A
And try to get it on like once
before,
D A
when people stared in jaggers eyes and
scored,
F#m B7
like the video
films we saw.
C D
G F E Am - G
His name was always buddy, and he’d shrug and ask to stay,
D G C Bm D
she’d sigh like twig the wonder
kid, and turn her face away.
C
D G F
E Am - G
She’s uncertain if she likes him, but she knows she really loves him,
D
G C - G - Am D
it’s a crash course for the ravers, it’s a dri..............ve-in Saturday.
+ C - D
A
2. John the foreman prayed at work,
F#m
neither
hands nor limbs would burst,
E
it’s hard enough to keep formation with this fall out
saturation.
A
Cursing at the astronette
F#m
who
stands in steel by his cabinet,
E A E
he’s crashing out with sylvian, the
bureau supply for ageing men.
D A
With snorting head he gazes to the shore,
D A
once had raised a
sea that raged no more,
F#m B7
like the
video films we saw.
C D G F E Am
- G
His name was always buddy, and he’d shrug and ask to stay,
D G C Bm D
she’d sigh like twig the wonder
kid, and turn her face away.
C D
G
F E Am - G
She’s uncertain if she likes him, but she knows she really loves him,
D G C - G - Am D
it’s a crash course for the ravers, it’s a dri..............ve-in Saturday.
Am - D
+ repeat CHORUS +
Yeah, yeah !
C - G - Am C DC D
+ It’s a dri..............ve-in Saturday.
(7x) ....
(David Bowie)