Capo: 1st fret

[Intro]

D A Bm F#m

[Verse 1]

D A
I really don’t know
Bm F#m
where this story began
G D
My friend Houston had got
A
himself a girl

D A
Swank is her name
Bm F#m
she’s got the best of him
G D
And he’s got the best of her
A
in the palm of their hand

[Chorus]

G A D
And they could care less what’s coming up
G A D
Sometimes the future doesn’t have much luck
G A
This wigged-out thing called love
D C Bm
They make it kinda rough
G A
And they don’t really mind
D
They’re on their own

[Riff]

D A Bm A
(x4)

[Verse 2]

D A
They said this has been
Bm F#m
motionless orbit flight
G D
Around each other
A
intoxicating their minds

D A
Dancing in the street
Bm F#m
under suburban lights
G D
They stumbled to the concrete
A
without a hurt

[Chorus]

G A D
And they could care less what’s coming up
G A D
Sometimes the future doesn’t have much luck
G A
This wigged-out thing called love
D C Bm
They make it kinda rough
G A
And they don’t really mind
D
They’re on their own

[Riff]

D A Bm A
(x4)

[Bridge]

G A
To love, lose and control
D
So you better hold on

[Instrumental]

D A Bm F#m G D A
(x2)

[Chorus]

G A D
As they walked together in time
G A D
Leaving all the drunks behind
G A
This wigged-out thing called love
D C Bm
They make it kinda rough
G A
But they don’t really mind
D
They’re on their own

[Outro]
D A Bm A
(x4)