Seventeen Acordes

	  
 

Am           F           Dm  G 
Used to be a major scale 
Am           F           Dm  G 
But the melody went stale 
Am        F       Dm  G 
Musical cacophony let 
Am           F      Dm   G 
Eensy Weensy spider free 

Am        F           Dm   G 
You're a rich little boy 
Am            F             Dm   G 
Who's had to work for his toys 
Am         F                      Dm  G 
You've got all the sensibilities, oh 
Am    F     Dm    G 
Of an upper class guy 

 

Am     C        F         G 
No I'm not your little slave 
Am         C         F          G 
No I don't twist and turn that way 
Am       C          F     G 
Only got bad things to say 
Am                  C        G           F 
You're always asking what is up, up with me 



Am               C        F 
Could never tell you what happened 
   G            C    G    Am 
The day I turned seventeen 
C             G                      Am 
The rise of a king and the fall of a queen 
C G F     C   G   Am 
Seventeen, seventeen 


Am          F                Dm  G 
Oh, you are embarrassed of me 
Am           F             Dm  G 
Cos I use my tongue freely 
Am       F                    Dm  G 
Bet you wish I couldn't speak 
Am       F         Dm   G 
Cos when I do, you know 
Am         F                    Dm  G 
I tell you why you're being weak 
Am         F               Dm  G 
You want a hassle free life 
Am          F     Dm       G 
Go get your upper class wife 
Am             F            Dm    G 
Oh, she's got all the personality 
Am                   F 
Of a lemon that has been 
Dm             G 
Truly sucked dry 


Am            F            Dm  G 
You teach me how to behave 
Am           F             Dm  G 
I felt you question the way 
Am             F          Dm  G 
I was brought up as a baby 
Am                   F            Dm G 
Well you don't know fuck about my family 


Am           F             Dm     G 
Could never tell you what happened 
Am           F        Dm   G 
The day I turned seventeen 
Am             F              Dm           G 
The rise of a king and the fall of a queen 
Am     F    Dm     G 
Seventeen, seventeen 

C          G           Am 
Never fell down like a princess 
C          G           Am 
I used to kid myself in this stress 
C          G           F 
That it was just how things 
C       G     Am 
Were meant to be 
C       G    Am   C  G Am 
Oh, seventeen, seventeen 


C           G           Am 
Never fell down like a princess 
C        G        Am        C      G       Am 
But at least I picked myself up like a queen