G / F (F#0)
G / F (F#0)
G / F (F#0)
G / F (F#0)
G F (F#0)
Wake up with her taste in my mouth
G F (F#0) G / F (F#0) G / F (F#0)
Cigarette, perfume and burning hair
G F (F#0)
The sun it is my smelling salt
G F (F#0) G / F (F#0) G / F (F#0)
My wake up call to get out of her bed
C B
One foot already out the door
C Eb
Before she can count 1, 2, 3, 4
C B
One foot already out the door
C Eb
Before she can count 1, 2, 3, 4
G F (F#0)
Waiting for a taxi cab
G F (F#0) G / F (F#0) G / F (F#0)
I make my way through crowds of living dead (say what?)
G F (F#0)
Nooses round their fingers
G F (F#0) G / F (F#0) G / F (F#0)
Pushing carraiges and circling the drain
(Chorus)
Em
Hair of the dog, hair of the dog
A
Hair of the dog that ails you
D
Then it's off to the club, off to the club
G F# F
To wash the taste down
Em
Shot after shot, shot after shot,
A
Shot after shot of tequilla
D
Then you try out your luck, try your luck out
B Bb A
And shout the next round
G / F (F#0)
G / F (F#0)
G / F (F#0)
G / F (F#0)
G F (F#0)
Wake up with her taste in my mouth
G F (F#0) G / F (F#0) G / F (F#0)
Cigarette, perfume and burning hair
G F (F#0)
The sun it is my smelling salt
G F (F#0) G / F (F#0) G / F (F#0)
My wake up call to get out of her bed
(Chorus)
