Album Of The Year (Cifras)

Standard Tuning

[Chords]
       Am7        G/B      F/C  (you can substitute F if you'd like)
e|------0----------3--------x-----------------------------|
B|------1----------3--------1-----------------------------|
G|------0----------0--------2-----------------------------|
D|------2----------0--------3-----------------------------|
A|------0----------2--------3-----------------------------|
E|------x----------x--------x-----------------------------|

[Intro] (x4)
         Am7*        before the D minor play this instead
e|--------0---0---0---0---0----------------|----------------|
B|--------1---1---1---1---1----------------|----------------|
G|--------0---0---0---0---0----------------|----------------|
D|--------2---2---2---2---2----------------|-----------0----|
A|----0-------0---0---0---0------2---0-----|-------2--------|
E|----------------------------3------------|----3-----------|

[Verse]
Dm                G                 C               G/B              Am7*(x2)
The first time that I met her I was throwing up in the ladies room stall
Dm                    G        C                G/B                Am7
She asked me if I needed anything  I said I think I spilled my drink
                 G                              Am7*(x2)
And that's how it started or so I'd like to believe
Dm                   G                 C                  G/B              Am7*(x2)
She took me to her mother's house outside of town where the stars hang down
Dm                G                C              G/B                 Am7
She said she'd never seen someone so lost, I said I'd never felt so found 
                 G                           D                                  Am7*(x2)
and then I kissed her on the cheek and so she kissed me on the mouth whoa whoa whoa
Dm                    G                 C                G/B               Am7*(x2)
The spring was popping daises up round rusted trunks and busted lawn chairs
Dm             G             C               G/B             Am7
We moved into a studio in Council Bluffs to save a couple bucks
         G                                                    Am7*(x2)
Where the mice came out at night, neighbors were screaming all the time
Dm                       G           C               G/B        Am7*(x2)
We'd make love in the afternoons to Chelsea Girls and Bachelor Number 2
Dm                       G                C                  G/B                  Am7
I'd play for her some songs I wrote, she'd joke and say I'm shooting through the roof
          G                                            Am7*(x2)
I'd say they're all for you dear  I'll write the Album of the Year.
Dm                             G
And I know she loved me then, I swear to God she did
C                            G/B                     Am7                 
It was the way she'd bite my lower lip and push her hips against my hips 
       Dm            G/B             Am7*(x4)  
and dig her nails so deep into my skin. 

(Mute Strings) Fast Strum
                                                                    Am7
The first time that I met her I was convinced I had finally found the one

(Mute Strings) Fast Strum
                                                                       Am7
She was convinced I was under the influence of all those drunken romantics
            G                                Am7*(x2)
I was reading Fante at the time  I had Bukowski on the mind
Dm              G               C              G/B          Am7*(x2)
She got a job at Jacobs serving tails to the local drunks
Dm               G                  C              G/B             Am7
Against her will I fit the bill I perched down at the end of the bar
                 G                                               Am*(x2)
She said,  Space is not just a place for stars  I gave you an inch 
you want a house with a yard
  Dm                                      G
But I know she loved me once, but those days are done
C                     G/B                     Am7           
She used to call me everyday from a pay phone on her break for lunch       
 Dm                  G                C
just to say she can't wait to come home 
   G/B                     Am7           F/C
Ohhhh Ohhhh        To come home       Ohhhh Ohhhhh
        C           G/B               Am7*(x4)
to come hooooooooome              come home
Dm                G                 C                  G/B               Am7*(x2)
The last time that I saw her she was picking through which records were hers
Dm                             G           C                 G/B                 Am7
Her clothes were packed in boxes, with some pots and pans and books and a toaster
            G
Just then a mouse scurried across the floor

[Outro]
   C                                      G
we just started laughing til it didn't hurt
  Am7                               F/C
just started laughing til it didn't hurt
  C                                     G
just started laughing til it didn't hurt
  Am7                               F/C     end on  C
just started laughing 'til it didn't hurt