Аккорды Arctic Monkeys - All My Own Stunts

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Intro:

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One, Two, Three

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Ahhhaa

One, Two, Three, Four

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Caricatures of your wrecking ball down 
In my mind all the time
I wanna be in that damsel-patterned alley
Where you go for a smoke

And sorrow slow dances
The phones are lining up
Taking no chances
Close but never close enough


Refrain:


Been watching cowboy films
On gloomy afternoons
Tinting the solitude
Put on your dancing shoes
And show me what to do
I know you've got the moves


Solo:
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All my own stunts
Hiding has changed its tune
Linking arms, syncing hearts

And sorrow slow dances
Around the edges of her eyes
Taking no chances
The last one out to win a prize

Refrain: 

Been watching cowboy films
On gloomy afternoons
Tinting the solitude
Put on your dancing shoes
And show me what to do
I know you've got the moves
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