Hedwig – Wig In A Box chords

A / Ab/C#m / F#m / Gmaj7

D

A         Ab/C#m                (play like this: -4-7-6-6-0-0-)On nights like this
F#m7     Gmaj7          DWhen the world's a bit amiss
        EAnd the lights go down
 A                 E   E7Across the trailer park
AI get down
Ab/C#mI feel had
F#m7          Gmaj7          DI feel on the verge of going mad
    E                           AAnd then it's time to punch the clock

A             EI put on some make-up
F#m             C#mAnd turn up the tape deck
D            A              E        F#7And pull the wig down on my head
Bm          ESuddenly i'm miss midwest
A        Ab/C#m   Gmaj7midnight checkout queen
A       DUntil i head home
    E             A       G      DAnd put myself to bed

A          Ab/C#mI look back on where i'm from
F#m7        G          DLook at the woman i've become
        EAnd the strangest things
    A            ESeem suddenly routine
A                 Ab/C#mI look up from my vermouth on the rocks
F#m            G                DA gift-wrapped wig still in the box
   E             AOf towering velveteen

A             EI put on some make-up
F#m             C#mAnd some lavern baker
D            A                 E      F#7And pull the wig down from the shelf
Bm           E            A        Ab/C#m  Gmaj7Suddenly i'm miss beehive nineteen sixty-three
A       DUntil i wake up
    E            A          G     DAnd turn back to myself

A                     Ab/C#mSome girls they got a natural ease
F#m          Gmaj7        DThey wear it any way they please
           EWith their french flip curls
    A            EAnd perfumed magazines
AWear it up
Ab/C#mLet it down
F#m         Gmaj7              DThis is the best way that i've found
          E                ATo be the best you've ever seen

A             EI put on some make-up
F#m             C#mAnd turn up the eight-track
D               A                 E      F#7I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Bm           E           ASuddenly i'm miss farrah fawcett
Ab/C#m  Gmaj7From tv
A       DUntil i wake up
    E              AAnd turn back to myself

DShag, bi-level, bob
CDorothy Hammil do,
DSausage curls, chicken wings
     CIt's all because of you
          DWith your blow dried, feather back,
CToni home wave, too
Dflip, fro, frizz, flop,
     CIt's all because of you
     BbIt's all because of you
     A7                     GIt's all because of you

A             EI put on some make-up
F#m         C#mturn up the eight-track
    D           A                 E       F#7I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Bm          E               ASuddenly i'm this punk rock star
   Ab/C#m    Gmaj7Of stage and screen
A           DAnd I ain't never
    E             AI'm never turning back