Feeling Called Love

title : F . E . E . l . i . n . G . C . A . l . l . E . D . l . o . v . E .
artist : pulp
album : different class
tabbed by : fabian valdivia

this tab is based on the work of david fong , he’s correct on
the verses ( the A5 chord ) , but the middle , bridge and the chorus is
wrong so i worked a bit ( c’mon , is so simple ) .
all credits for him ( and a little bit for me? = D )

chords : E A D G B E
A5 5 7 7 9 5 5
Dm/F or F6 x x x 10 10 10
F x x x 10 10 8
Em/G or G6 x x x 12 12 12
G x x x 12 12 10
F/a or Am+ x x x 14 13 13
Am x x x 14 13 12

F . E . E . l . i . n . G . C . A . l . l . E . D . l . o . v . E .

A5
the room is cold and has been like this for several months .
if i close my eyes i can visualise everything in it .
right down , right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down of the dressing table .
and the world outside this room has also assumed a familiar shape .
the same events shuffled in a slightly different order each day .
just like a modern shopping centre .

A5
and it’s so cold .
yeah it’s so cold .

( | follow the pattern | )

Dm/F Dm/F F Dm/F Dm/F Dm/F F F F F
what

Em/G Em/G G Em/G Em/G Em/G G G G G
is

F/A F/A Am F/A F/A F/A Am Am Am Am
this
Em/G Em/G G Em/G Em/G Em/G G G G G
feeling called love?

Dm/F Dm/F F Dm/F Dm/F Dm/F F F F F
why me?

Em/G Em/G G Em/G Em/G Em/G G G G G
why you?

F/A F/A Am F/A F/A F/A Am Am Am Am
why here?

Em/G Em/G G Em/G Em/G Em/G G G G G
and why now? ooh .

Dm/F F Dm/F F
it doesn’t make no sense , no .
Em/G G Em/G G
it’s not convenient , no .
F/A Am F/A Am
it doesn’t fit my plans , no .
Em/G G Em/G G
it’s something i don’t understand , oh .

Dm/F F Dm/F F
F . E . E . l . i . n . G .
( and as i stand and cross the room}

Em/G G Em/G G
C . A . double l . E . D .
( i feel as if my whole life has been leading to this one moment}

F/A Am F/A Am
l . o . v . E .
{and as i touch your shoulder , tonight}

Em/G G Em/G G
oh , what is this thing that is happening to me?
{this room has become the centre of the entire universe}

so what do i do? i’ve got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach .
like i’m standing on top of a very high building , oh yeah .
all the stuff they tell you about in the movies but this isn’t chocolate boxes and roses .
it’s dirtier than that , like some small animal that only comes out at night .
and i see flashes of the shape of your breasts and the curve of your belly .
and they make me have to sit down and catch my breath .

and it’s so cold .
yeah it’s so cold .

what
is
this
feeling called love?
why me?
why you?
why here?
and why now? ooh .

it doesn’t make no sense , no .
it’s not convenient , no .
it doesn’t fit my plans .
but i’ve got that taste in my mouth again , oh .

F . F . F . l . i . n . G .
{and the world begins to spin and spin outside the window}
C . A . double l . E . D .
{faster and faster and faster}
l . o . v . E .
{and this room has become the focus )
oh , what is this thing that is happening to me?
( around which everything else revolves}

( oh yeah! )

F . E . E . l . i . n . G . C . A . l . l . E . D . l . o . v . E .
oh , what is this thing that is happening to me?

oh yeah!
oh yeah!
oh yeah!
oh yeah!