ludo
roxy
ludo
G C Am D
oh roxy , don’t you love me
G C Am D
is it because i’m american
G C Am D G
maybe it’s because i don’t grope you and your friends
C Am D G
like the fool behind you now , dancing halfway down your pants
G B C
somewhere near the border of spain and france
D G
a bottle of bad red wine in my head
G B C
sixty francs to look like a fool and dance
D G
mechanics understand not what i said
G B C
thinking ’bout the time that i had , how sad
D C G
her one – word shirt describes my plight in red
G C G C G C C Am D G
and her name is a reoccurring theme
G B C
start a move that everyone knows , the awkward pose
D G
and in the mean time , her eyes finding me
G B C
reluctantly i start the approach , her eyes they glow
D G
but it’s not glee , it’s fear , that’s why she flees
G B C
sing of girls i wish that i knew , her eyes rung true
D C G
her one – word short now stabbing , sparkling blue
C C Am D
and her name is a barely flickering flame
G C Am D
oh roxy , don’t you love me
G C Am D
is it because i’m american
G C Am D G
maybe it’s because i don’t grope you and your friends
G C Am D
like the fool behind you now , dancing halfway down your pants
G C Am D G
roxy’s spinning around or is it me that’s down
G C Am D
how many fingers do i see , is it three by now
G C Am D
stands on top of the stairs and screams for who , who cares
G C Am D G
all that matters now is my eyes , like apollo’s , become clear
G B C
somewhere near the border of pain and romance
D G
her name is undetermined as of yet
G B C
potential for a roxy again has always been
D G
the hardest part to get out of head
G B C
comes full circle all in the end , i hope
D C G
could one – word shirts in songs be just a joke
C G C C Am D
and her name is a never – ever – ending game
G C Am D
oh roxy , don’t you love me
G C Am D
why do i gotta be american
G C Am D G
maybe it’s because i don’t grope you and your friends
C Am D G
like the fool behind you now dancing halfway down your pants
( play chorus riff for this part and end on g! )
oh roxy , oh roxy , love me the guy who’s down your pants
ludo
roxy
ludo
G C Am D
oh roxy , don’t you love me
G C Am D
is it because i’m american
G C Am D G
maybe it’s because i don’t grope you and your friends
C Am D G
like the fool behind you now , dancing halfway down your pants
G B C
somewhere near the border of spain and france
D G
a bottle of bad red wine in my head
G B C
sixty francs to look like a fool and dance
D G
mechanics understand not what i said
G B C
thinking ’bout the time that i had , how sad
D C G
her one – word shirt describes my plight in red
G C G C G C C Am D G
and her name is a reoccurring theme
G B C
start a move that everyone knows , the awkward pose
D G
and in the mean time , her eyes finding me
G B C
reluctantly i start the approach , her eyes they glow
D G
but it’s not glee , it’s fear , that’s why she flees
G B C
sing of girls i wish that i knew , her eyes rung true
D C G
her one – word short now stabbing , sparkling blue
C C Am D
and her name is a barely flickering flame
G C Am D
oh roxy , don’t you love me
G C Am D
is it because i’m american
G C Am D G
maybe it’s because i don’t grope you and your friends
G C Am D
like the fool behind you now , dancing halfway down your pants
G C Am D G
roxy’s spinning around or is it me that’s down
G C Am D
how many fingers do i see , is it three by now
G C Am D
stands on top of the stairs and screams for who , who cares
G C Am D G
all that matters now is my eyes , like apollo’s , become clear
G B C
somewhere near the border of pain and romance
D G
her name is undetermined as of yet
G B C
potential for a roxy again has always been
D G
the hardest part to get out of head
G B C
comes full circle all in the end , i hope
D C G
could one – word shirts in songs be just a joke
C G C C Am D
and her name is a never – ever – ending game
G C Am D
oh roxy , don’t you love me
G C Am D
why do i gotta be american
G C Am D G
maybe it’s because i don’t grope you and your friends
C Am D G
like the fool behind you now dancing halfway down your pants
( play chorus riff for this part and end on g! )
oh roxy , oh roxy , love me the guy who’s down your pants
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