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                                  L o v e   I s
                               ( A c o u s t i c )
                               B o   B u r n h a m
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   +--------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------+
   + This file is Jordan Lapping’s own work and represents his     +
   + interpretation of the song. You may only use this file for    +
   + private study, scholarship, or research. The contents may not +
   + be duplicated for use with other websites without written     +
   + permission. Thank you for understanding. Enjoy.               +
   +---------------------------------------------------------------+


Tabbed by Jordan Lapping

Tuning: E (Standard)


 CHORDS USED:
     F    C    Am   C    C7
e]---0----2----0----3----1---|
B]---1----3----0----3----0---|
G]---2----2----0----0----0---|
D]---2----0----2----0----0---|
A]---3---------2----2----2---|
E]-------------0----3----3---|



 INTRO:
C - C7 - F - C


 VERSE 1:
C                  C7                      F                C
  I love you like kings love queens, like a gay geneticist loves designer genes
C                     C7                           F                 C
  I need you like New Orleans needs a drought, like Hitler's father needed to learn to pull out
C               C7              F             C
  And I want you, yeah, like a lawyer/mathematician wants some kind of proof
C               C7           F   C F C                      C
  And I want you, yeah, like JFK wanted a car with a roof...


 CHORUS 1:
        (C)        F                      Am                             C
  Because love is taking that dive, then getting really comfortable and peeing in the pool
     C           F               Am                       C
  And love is a real life porn, minus all the stuff that makes porn cool
     C           F            Am                            C
  And love is a homeless guy searching for treasure in the middle of the rain
     C           F                      Am                            C
  And finding a bag of gold coins and slowly finding out they're all filled with chocolate
     C                  F                Am                            C
  And even though he's heart broken, he can't complain because he was hungry in the first place...


 TRANSITION:
C - C7 - F - C


 VERSE 2:
         C                 C7                      F               C
  Because I love you like Dora loves maps, like the Pope's toilet loves "holy craps"
C                    C7                          F                          C                       
  I need you like a voyeur needs a branch, like boys tossing salad needs a little bit of Neverland
  C      C7
 Ranch...
                                      F                                 C                   C
  And I want you, yeah, like all the gothic kids that look exactly the same, never want to conform
C7                     F         C F C   N/F                              C
  And I want you like Anne Frank wanted nobody to read her fucking diary!


 INTERLUDE [continue G chord]:

 "Because a diary is a collection of secret things that nobody's supposed to read,
  that's the whole point of a diary. Millions of people that have breached this little girls privacy
  after she was chased by Nazis - kick her while she's down..."


 BRIDGE:
C7                       F          C
  And if we met in ten thousand BC, I was your caveman, you's my cavelady...
     C                                   C7
  If we got hot - we'd start rubbin', if we got hungry - we'd go clubbin'
F                                        C
  There's wooly mammoths, but I will protect us - you're making me devolve to a Homo Erectus
F                        C
  And if we met in 1780, I would be a white southern aristocratic plantation owner

  and you were my dark-skinned servant lady... (slave)


 VERSE 3:
C                                              C7
  Whenever I could get away from the Missus, I go to your shed and then I'd steal you kisses
F                                           C
  But let's be serious, I'd still work you full-time as a slave

  There's a difference between romantic language and complete disregard for socio economic trends...
F                 C
  If it was 1941, I was a Nazi, you's a Gypsy on the run - that's a little redundant
      C           C7                        F      C
  That probably wouldn't have worked out...


 CHORUS 2/OUTRO:
F    C   C              F                Am                C
  Because love is your favorite food for every breakfast, lunch and dinner
     C             F                  Am                      C
  And love is the Holocaust - if you don't die quick and you don't get thinner
     C         F                    Am             C
  And love is being the owner of the company that makes rape whistles
     C                  F                       Am                        C
  And even though you started the company with good intentions trying to reduce the rate of rape,
C                        F                               Am
  now you don't want to reduce it at all, 'cause if the rape rate declines
     C                             C             C7
  you'll see an equal decline in whistle sales...
F                    C                    C         C7
  Without rapists, who's gonna buy your whistles?
F        C                     C
  Yeah, love is all about... whistles




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