Butch Walker – Suburbia (Ukulele)

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Oh! Well, remember the guy who was a football star?

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He had it made with the ladies but he never got far.

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Five years past, now he's gotten kind of fat, 

C
working eight days a week at the Laundromat. 

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With his Momma and his Daddy breathing down his neck, 

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about everything he does so much it makes him sick. 

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So he sits home alone, with the game on TV, 

C
as the crowd goes wild he says, "That coulda been me!"

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Just another day in Suburbia, it's a beautiful day in Suburbia

Bm C
Best not let it get the best of you

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Is it everything you thought it would be?

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Remember playing games at the rich kid's home?

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His Dad owned a bank, while his mom was alone.

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Everyday with the mailman, the trash man, lawn guy...

C
Kid didn't look a damn thing like his Dad (I knew why)

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He grew up got a job making eighty grand a year

C
Had a wife and kid, all the guys call a queer

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But his dad never knew, he was too blind to see

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Just another day in Suburbia, it's a beautiful day in Suburbia

Bm C
Best not let it get the best of you

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Is it everything you thought it would be?

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Remember the girl down the street with the kids

C
That used to come outside, but she never did?

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(why?) 'Cause she was trying to hide the bruises where her old man beat her, 

C
'cause he hit her in the face with an old space heater. (ow!)

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and he came home drunk and tried to force sex on her

C
But he didn't see a 44 stuffed in the covers

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So she waited 'til he came, he lie there naked

C
Before she blew his head off, she told him she'd been faking 

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all along, so long for everything you done wrong

C
Here's a bullet, go to hell, 'cause its where you belong!

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Just another day in Suburbia, it's a beautiful day in Suburbia

Bm C
Best not let it get the best of you

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Is it everything you thought it would be?

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Just another day in Suburbia, Yeah, this is how we're living in Suburbia

Bm C
Best not let it get the best of you

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Is it everything you want it to be?

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Remember the cutest couple in the world

        C
Ya know he was the punk and she was Daddy's little girl.

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and graduation came and she wanted him to stay

         C
he had bigger better dreams waiting out in L.A.

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She cried and he cried as the plane flew away

    C
She never, ever, wanted it to end this way.

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Two years later she reads in the news, 

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he'd gone on to be a big star but nobody knew.

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'cause he changed up his name but his heart stayed the same, 

      C
'cause every song he wrote, was about her, he claimed. 

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he never got to tell her 'cause he died that year, 

     C
from all of the coke, and the pills, and the beer, 

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and the whole world cried, but just for one day 

     C
'cause sooner or later, the pain goes away.

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Just another day in Suburbia, it's a beautiful day in Suburbia

Bm C
Best not let it get the best of you

      D                               D
Is it everything you thought it would be?

D                              Am
Just another day in Suburbia, Yeah, this is how we're living in Suburbia

Bm C
Best not let it get the best of you

      D                           D
Is it everything you want it to be?