Bitch
- Widow
Key: E E ·
Orig: E ·
Capo:
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Time: 4/4 ·
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Intro
E
(keyboard washes from E to D and back a few times)
Verse 1
E
Seven in the morning when I crawled out of bed
E
One of those days when I wish I was dead
E
When I feel like hell and I'm already mad
E
I'm in a real bad mood, so you better keep back (riff)
E E
riff
D/F# G
Chorus 1
A D/F# G C A
I don't wanna be friendly, I don't want to be nice
C A D/F# G C A
I just wanna be alone, so get out of my life
C A D/F# G C A
You're gettin' on my nerves, baby, pushing your luck
G A D/F# G C A G
Don't call, don't phone 'cause I don't wanna talk
E A/C# D G E G
God, what a drag when it's one of those days
E A/C# D G E G
Nothin' you can do, no, nothin' you can say
E A/C# D G E G
Ain't your fault that you got no friends (that's right)
E A/C# D G E
Musta got up on the wrong side of bed (that's right)
Post-Chorus 1
G E E7 E6
That's right
G E E7 E6
That's right,
G A A7 A6
Oh yeah,
C A A7 A6
that's right
C B B7
And you know
B6 D B A G D
it doesn't get any better
E N.C E E
Sometimes I crawl out of bed and I feel like a son of a bitch (riff)
A D G E G
E E
A D G E G
Verse 2
E
I can't be a lady, I can be so sweet, I can be a little angel and even say please (riff)
E
But sometimes, God, I just wake up mean (riff)
E D/F# G
I can really be a bitch, I can really be obscene
Chorus 2
A D/F# G C A
If you're lookin' for a lady, you're in the wrong place
C A D/F# G C A G
If you're lookin' for a bitch, look right in my face
A D/F# G C A
One of those days I should get back in bed
G A D/F# G C A G
Close the door, k**l the lights and cover my head
E A/C# D G E G
God, what a drag when it's one of those days
E A/C# D G E G
Nothin' you can do, no, nothin' you can say
E A/C# D G E G
Ain't your fault that you got no friends (that's right)
E A/C# D G E
Must got up on the wrong side of bed (that's right)
Post-Chorus 2
G E E7 E6
That's right
G E E7 E6
That's right,
G A A7 A6
Oh yeah,
C A A7 A6
that's right
C B B7
And you know
B6 D B A G D
it doesn't get any better
E N.C
Sometimes I crawl out of bed and I feel like a son of a bitch (riff)
Instr
E E
A/C# D G E G
E E
A/C# D G E G
A A
D/F# G C A G
A A
D/F# G C A G
B B
B A G D
Chorus 3
E
God, what a drag when it's one of those days, nothing you can do, no, nothing you can say (riff)
E
Ain't your fault that you got no friends (riff)
E N.C A D G E
Musta got up on the wrong side of bed
Post-Chorus 3
G E E7 E6
That's right
G E E7 E6
That's right,
G A A7 A6
Oh yeah,
C A A7 A6
that's right
C B B7
And you know
B6 D B A G D
it doesn't get any better
E N.C E
Sometimes I crawl out of bed and I feel like a son of a
E
like a son of a bitch
Outro
G E E
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{tab: B |----3---0-----------------------------------------------------------------------------|}
{tab: G |----------2-0---0-----0-----------------------9---9-----------------------------------|}
{tab: D |------------------0-----2-0-------------------9---9-----------------------------------|}
{tab: A |----------------------------2-0---------------7---7-----------------------------------|}
{tab: E |--------------------------------3-----------------------------------------------------| }











