Razorlight – Burberry Blue Eyes (Ukulele)

A       G                 EM             A
She was swinging from her handbag on the King's Road,

           G                   EM              A
Fresh from boarding school and double-barreled shame.

              G                        EM                 A
Now there are worms in her skin, she's razor thin, her eyes are pinned,

           D                     G
I get the 'daddy never noticed' story again.

G                     A                D
And she takes me to a warehouse in the city,

            G           EM            A
Her gaze as vacant as a byline in the news,

      G          EM           A
And I reach in disbelief then resign myself,

      D                      G            FM#7
She's slumming it in someone else's shoes.

EM           A
Oh! Burberry blue eyes

     D              G
This town is not so small,

           EM
If you take everyone to bed

              A
And leave the lights all on,

D                           G  FM#7
Somebody is going to see it all.

Em                         A
The details of your latest maneuvers,

     D                          G
The tears you've been spreading around,

         Em
And your story's so predictable

    A                           D
You spent too long just hanging around.

       G                  EM              A
She was brought up from a distance by the usual,

             G                EM            A      
Rattlers and tattlers from the best guarded schools,

          G             Em            A
Auditioning to be ana obituary in the Daily Mail,

            D                              G                      FM#7
The yawning scandal of the daughter of the duchess breaking rules.

EM          A
Oh!Burberry blue eyes

     D              G
This town is not so small,

       Em
If you bang him in the car

              A
And leave the doors wide open

D                    G
Somebody will see it all.

          EM
And you're becoming so predictable

    A
You spent too long

              D
Just hanging around.

   G                EM            A
I get plugged in at another phony party,

               G                  EM              A
Convinced that now there's really nothing left to lose.

       G               EM             A
'Til I turn around and watch her disappearing,

             D                                G
He's got his hand in her pocket; she's got her eye on his shoes.

      G                A               D
And I know I've been converted to old currency,

        G                EM              A
Somebody new will guarantee her bootleg soul,

        G                 EM             A
Be her proof of purchase counter culture trophy,

         D                  G                  FM#7
Help her die a little more, deeper in her hole.

EM           A 
Oh! Burberry blue eyes

   D                            G
I guess we're just not meant to be,

       EM
If you blow him in the club

               A
And leave your eyes wide open,

D                    G    FM#7
Somebody is going to see.

EM                                    A
The sordid details of your midnight operations,

        D                            G
All the tears you've been swallowing down,

         EM
And your story's so predictable

     A
The end so unavoidable

      EM
I've never seen you earn your thrills

        A
You've spent too long

               D
Just hanging around.