Michelle Branch – Washing Machine (Ukulele)

A                        C#m
  Your eyes they look so bright

  A                     C#m
A funky flair in my appetite

A             C#m         A  C#m
  But there's no room for you

A             C#m
  My feet are on the ground

A                       C#m
  And my head is in the clouds

A          C#m
  But you still can't break

A               C#m
through Whatcha gonna do?

E        G          A       C
  I'm not just gonna stand around

E         G      A
  Waiting for my lips to be

C   E        G
read Falling through the

A             C
cracks in the ground

E    G        A          A   C#m A C#m A C#m A C#m
  My feelings need to be said

A
  Flowing like water

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in a crimson melody

A
  The orange plastic

C#m
sun is shining

    A
The truth so hard

   C#m A            C#m
to see  The rain of your

             A
existence is falling down

   C#m A
on me   And the soap suds

 C#m            A
spread like a disease

        C#m
From my washing machine

E        G          A       C
  I'm not just gonna stand around

E         G      A
  Waiting for my lips to be

C   E        G
read Falling through the

A             C
cracks in the ground

E    G        A          E   G A C E G A C D
  My feelings need to be said

E     G             A            C
  I'm not just gonna stand around

E G           A  C
  Waiting for you

E         G
  Falling through the

A             C
cracks in the ground

        E
and I'm hoping that you'll

G              A
make your next move that

       C
you'll make your next move

E        G          A       C
  I'm not just gonna stand around

E         G      A
  Waiting for my lips to be

C   E        G
read Falling through the

A             C
cracks in the ground

E    G        A   C D      E
  My feelings need   to be said