G Cadd9 G There's gotta be a better place than bourbon street on a FridayG Cadd9 G She don't want hand grenades or hurricanesG Cadd9 G Got had by a shoe shiner just to hear his speechG Cadd9 Now every time they ask her where she got those shoesG Cadd9 G She says "I got them right here on my feet" [Bridge]G Cadd9 G [Verse 2]G Cadd9 G In a dive bar off the boulevard down an alleywayG Cadd9 G She smiles and I can tell this is what she's talking aboutG Cadd9 G And the brothers gathered round the jukebox she said "I'm just passing through"G Cadd9 Put a quarter in and played her songG The whole damn room approvedAm Cadd9 They like her styleG Cadd9 G and I do too[Chorus]Cadd9 G You don't want fake rain while you're sleepingCadd9 G You don't want the praise when you loseCadd9 G Beneath the streets, between the housesCadd9 G Cadd9 G All you want is a little truth [Bridge]G Cadd9 G [Verse 3]G Cadd9 G East side of the village up in New York CityG Cadd9 G Late nights running round trying to find the undergroundG Cadd9 G Hidden bars and speakeasies - convinced there's another worldG Cadd9 Of things we're missing out onG Am Cadd9 And all you want is to unfurl to the windG Blow the roof off this whole town [Chorus]Cadd9 G You don't want fake rain while you're sleepingCadd9 G You don't want the praise when you loseCadd9 G Beneath the streets, between the housesCadd9 G Cadd9 G All you want is a little truth [Solo] Cadd9 G (x4) G Cadd9 G (x2) [Verse 4]G Cadd9 G And I want to say I admire how you goG Cadd9 G Seeing all the best in everyoneG Cadd9 G Between the houses and the billboard signsG Cadd9 G All we want is a little truthG Cadd9 G All we want is a little truth
Between The Houses
The Paper Kites
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