The View
5 Rebbeccas
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INTRO
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G---6-6------------------| GUITAR 1. Kyle
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A---9-9------------------| X4
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G---6-6------------------| Hold the B through out intro
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B----------------------|
G----------------------| Guitar 2 Pete
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D-------9--9-9(slide to 12---|th)
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VERSE 1
i love the dress sense and the colour of your hair
the way you say that people who are working, they are aiming to be posh my dear
people flocked around you by the smokeys in our school
teachers they contained in all there anger as you regularly broke there rules
and everyone done the pill
but solvent abuse it can kill
INTRO
VERSE 2
the first taste of heaven there was splattered on your screen
floating with schemers and the part-time halloweeners and the lochee team
and everyone done the pill
but solvent abuse can kill
CHORUS
5 rebeccas all of them are close to me
one of thems a cook, and one of them does history,
one of thems my neice and one lives close
the one i love the most has turned into a junky
VERSE 3
so undersatisfied with minors at your age
and something so deceiving when you find yourself conceiving on a holy day
so unachievable with minors at your height
and something so decieving when you find yourself conceiving on a sunday night
everyone done the pill
but solvent abuse can kill
CHORUS
5 rebeccas all of them are close to me
one of thems a cook, and one of them does history,
one of thems my neice and one lives close
the one i love the most has turned into a junky
BRIDGE
poor miss rebbecca youll be missed my girl
wasn't for the treasure you would be rich my girl
saved you from the terier and your so called friends
took a back seater but they killed in the end though
your sitting really cosy in your humble black cave
it doesnt seem likely for a girl your age
us cupid little kids can never look back
when one of us is lying in a big brown bag
SOLO
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G---6-6------------------| GUITAR 1. Kyle (hold the B)
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Part 1
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B---------------------------| GUITAR 2 Pete
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D-6(slide to 9)-11---9-11-9-|b
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Part 2
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D-6(slide to 9)-11---9-11(Slide to 13)-11-|
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Part 3
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G-11b-7b-6-7-6-7b----------| X2
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part 4
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END SOLO
B D#m G#m Pete Play over oh oh oh's G -16-18-19------
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
CHORUS (pete play PART 3 of the solo throughout)
5 rebeccas all of them are close to me
one of thems a cook, and one of them does history,
one of thems my neice and one lives close
the one i love the most has turned into a junky
CHORUS (pete play PART 4 throughout)
5 rebeccas all of them are close to me
one of thems a cook, and one of them does history,
one of thems my neice and one lives close
the one i love the most has turned into a junky
ENDING
I love the dress sense and the colour of your hair
the way you say that people who are working i can tell you: thats a touch my dear
Written by Kieran Murray
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