Boys Like Girls – Brooklyn State Of Mind (Guitar)

                       C#m
All the crosses on the highway

                     E
Make a runway in the street

                        G#m
And just like any given Tuesday

                                     F#
Pull up at the valet, "Take me to my seat"

                    C#m
I was born inside a black car

                      E
A little bag under my coat

                            G#m
We're counting paper in the backyard

                                          F#
Throw it off the deep end to see if it'll float

                     C#m             B
Oh, 'cause I want it all, oh, oh, oh yeah

D#m     E                    F#
But the night is still brand new

                     B
Ain't no stopping me now

                   D#m
One sip, tie up my laces

E                            F#
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places

      G#m
In my state of mind

D#m     E         F#               G#m
It'd be easier on you if I wasn't around

                    D#m
One hit, off to the races

E                            F#
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places, ah-ooh

                     C#m
Talking money in the men's room

                       E
Pockets lined with gasoline

                       G#m
Leather jackets like a costume

                                                F#
Soaked in sweat and perfume, but isn't that the dream?

                        C#m
Driver, take me back to Brooklyn

                         E
Hit the pedal, cross the bridge

                            G#m
I think tonight should be a good one

                                            F#
You're one hell of a woman for one son of a bitch

                              C#m
Oh, 'cause you know I want it all, oh, oh

                                  B
I fucking want it all, oh, oh, oh yeah

D#m     E                    F#
But the night is still brand new

                     B
Ain't no stopping me now

                   D#m
One sip, tie up my laces

E                            F#
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places

      G#m
In my state of mind

D#m     E         F#               G#m
It'd be easier on you if I wasn't around

                    D#m
One hit, off to the races

E                            F#
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places, ah-ooh

                              C#m
Oh, 'cause you know I want it all, oh, oh

                                  B
I fucking want it all, oh, oh, oh yeah

D#m     E                    F#
But the night is still brand new

                     B
Ain't no stopping me now

                   D#m
One sip, tie up my laces

E                            F#
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places

      G#m
In my state of mind

D#m     E         F#               G#m
It'd be easier on you if I wasn't around

                    D#m
One hit, off to the races

E                            F#
Got all the right friends in all the wrong places, ah-ooh

E                        F#
All the right friends in all the wrong places, do you?

      E                        F#
Whoa, all the right friends in all the wrong places, I do