[Intro] D Bm F#m AD B All you folks back homeE F# A I'll never tell you thisD Bm You're not supposed to knowA Where your daughter isG A There are ways of lifeBm You never understoodA/B G It's right hereA D A Downtown HollywoodG6 A It's afternoon on Sunset BoulevardBm I've got a stolen moment trying hardA G To write a kind of, kind of Christmas cardD Bm F# A But I____________ am burning out againD Bm F# A Toni___________ght there is fever in my veinsD7 Bm Mama, dearF#m A All the love you gaveD Bm I guess there's really nothing,A nothing much to saveG A See this place,Bm is as dirty as I feel myselfG A There are still some richesD A At the RooseveltG A That evening prayer, those memoriesBm In my little bedroom, mama, on my knees,A G That's where I'm at - Down in Los-AngelesD Bm F# A And I____________ am burning out againD Bm F# A And I____________ must rise above the shameD Bm F# A Gmaj7 A Bm Gmaj7 A Bm A Toni_____________ght there is fever in my veins, yeahG A Bm Oh, just think of the girl I used to beA6 G A D You were my age once, mama, Twenty-threeA G6 A I can still hear some of the songs you used to playBm From that summer of love in '68A G Seems it's turned into a winter of hateD B F# A And I____________ am burning out againD Bm F# A And I____________ must rise above the shameD Bm F# Amaj7 Toni_____________ght there is fever in my veins,D Bm7 F#m A D Bm7 F#m A6 Toni_____________ght there is fever in my veins, yeahD6 Bm G F#m7 A Summer of loveD Bm G F#m A D Bm F#m A D Bm F#m A D Bm F#m A D Winter of hate oohhh summer of love
A Kind Of Christmas Card
Morten Harket
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