Fishies Cifras

            Dm                          Bb    A             Dm
I left the house left the room with the foxy on my back
                     Bb   A
And my supplies in a magic pack
       Dm                    Bb
And I followed the sound of music
   A          (Stop)
Not up a hill but down to an old wharf shack
 
   Dm               Bb       A
Inside I heard the trumpets call
    Dm                    Bb     A
I salute to the champions on the wall
            Dm                   Bb         A                    Dm Bb A
And in the jazz of squalls and impassioned brawls she danced
 
        Dm                   Bb      A
And the night she looked so fine to me
   Dm               Bb   A
Oh I am a man on an Odyssey
        Dm              Bb    A             Dm Bb A
And so tie me to the mast I must believe!
 
 
  Bb
Wow didi didi I just had to look
        A
I said wow didi didi how those hips they shook
    Bb
Eye patch tongue ring little black book
 A (Stop)
Welcome fishies to my hook
 
Dm Bb A X4
 
 
         Dm              Bb          A           Dm
And the tiny chefs they waved their giant knives
                        Bb       A      Dm
And the dark goumas they flicked dynamite
                 Bb      A    Dm      Bb A
Still I kept the sight of my desire
 
         Dm                Bb       A
And this one things sure I made no apologies
 Dm                   Bb         A
Lights dimmed but she shone like mythology
   Dm       Bb       A    Dm Bb A
And I must admit she felt so alive
 
  Bb
Wow didi didi I just had to look
        A
I said wow didi didi how those hips they shook
    Bb
Eye patch tongue ring little black book
 A (Stop)
Welcome fishies to my hook
 
         Dm Bb A X6
 
 
    Dm             Bb        A       Dm
She waves for everybody down on the floor
                     Bb         A      Dm
As if to pray to the gods of the festival
                          Bb           A       Dm   Bb A
And there we were in the depths of the wild below
 
     Dm                   Bb         A         Dm
Her face so close I could taste the distant shores
              Bb           A         Dm
She whispered wait for the trumpets call™
                Bb       A    Dm    Bb A
Its not exactly love its to adore
 
 
  Bb
Wow didi didi I just had to look
        A
I said wow didi didi how those hips they shook
    Bb
Eye patch tongue ring little black book
 A (Stop)
Welcome fishies to my hook
 
Dm Bb A X6
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