Artist: Backyard Babies
Song  : Look At You
Type  : Guitar Tab
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LOOK AT YOU
(Borg, Dregen)

Ackord:

   D   A   E     A5    F#5   B5   D5   E5
e-----------------------------------------
B-----------------------------------------
G--2-----------------------------7-----9--
D--0---2---------7-----4-----9---7-----9--
A------0---2-----7-----4-----9---5-----7--
E----------0-----5-----2-----7------------


1, 2, 3, 4
Intro:
A  D  A  D  A  D  A  D  E  D  E   D   E   D  E  D   E  D

Vers 1: (palm mute)

A
Look at you, man, look at the band
F#5
Look at the day, don�t throw it away
B5
I need a pill and a coffee re-fill
                D5
And everything is gonna be alrigh I sweart


Vers 2: Same chords (No p.m)

Look at your cat and your eighty square flat
Look at your view over Stockholm�s Zoo
 Maybe you�re wrong but maybe I�m right
`Cause I guess I�m born black and white

Brygga:

D5                                          E5
You know you could be a rock n� roll star
                                D5
No matter who you are  It�s all the same
                                         E5
`Cause you�re a real dead end

Chorus : Same as intro

That�s what you are
Believe I�m gonna have myself a ball
And I don�t care if you don�t like
How I act when I�m on top of your wife
I�m going down, I�m running up
I�m walking zig-zag and I�m tripping too much
So hold your fire, I�m coming through
I�ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Middle:

D5                                  A5
Now everybody wanna dance with you
D5                                     A5           E5          D5
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
                             A5
Everybody wanna talk too much
      E5     D5     A5
But all I want is you

Vers 3 : same as verses before

Look at your amount on your credit card account
A billion dollar tour but I just go for
B5           B5         B5           B5
Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, fuck-ups
                    D5
`Cause everything is gonna be alright, right
Well, I said, right, right, right

Drum fill.

That�s what you are
Solo: (intro)

Chorus:

That�s what you are
Believe I�m gonna have myself a ball
And I don�t care if you don�t like
How I act when I�m on top of your wife
I�m going down, I�m running up
I�m walking zig-zag and I�m tripping too much
So hold your fire, I�m coming through
I�ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

I�m going down, I�m running up
I�m walking zig-zag and I�m tripping too much
So hold your fire, I�m coming through
I�ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Middle:

Now everybody wanna dance with you
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you
          E5  D5      A5
Yeah, all I want is you
        E5      D5        A5
So why can�t I have you