[ Предположительная тональность: C ] | Dm F C G | Dm F C G | Dm F C G | Dm F C G | (Piano lead) ||: Dm F C G | Dm F C G :|| Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah |Dm F C G |Dm F C G Well, she's made of fire . . and she's made of wind . . |Dm F C G |Dm F C G She can take you higher . . but she's not your friend . . |Dm F C G |Dm F C G |Dm F C G |Dm F C G She don't beg, . . . crawl, . . . rise, . . . fall . . . |Dm F C G |Dm F C G Well, she's in no doubt . . that she just can't lose . . |Dm F C G |Dm F C G She got no way out, . . and she's no one's muse . . |Dm F C G |Dm F C G |Dm F C G | Well, she don't need, . . . pray, . . . bleed, . . . |Dm F C G | Gets the job done any old way |Dm |F No one ever told her that the world was under her skin (ah-ah) |C |G She goes to sleep in every place that you know you never have been |Dm C Bb A Turn yourself around and she won't be there |Dm C Bb A You just won't see her 'cause she just don't care |Dm C F C Change you name and bury your dead |Dm C F C Leave some space for her in your head ||: Dm F C G | Dm F C G :|| Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah |Dm F C G |Dm F C G Well, she's in no doubt . . that she just can't lose . . |Dm F C G |Dm F C G She got no way out, . . and she's no one's muse . . |Dm F C G |Dm F C G |Dm F C G | Well, she don't need, . . . pray, . . . bleed, . . . |Dm F C G | Gets the job done any old way |Dm |F No one ever told her that the world was under her skin (ah-ah) |C |G She goes to sleep in every place that you know you never have been |Dm C Bb A Turn yourself around and she won't be there |Dm C Bb A You just won't see her 'cause she just don't care |Dm C F C Change you name and bury your dead |Dm C F C Leave some space for her in your head |Dm |C Throw away your rights and wrongs, leave them in the dust (ah-ah) |Bb |A Bb A Forget the day that you were born she'll take whatever she must ||: Dm F C G | Dm F C G :|| Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah ||: Dm C F Dm | Dm C F Dm | Dm C F Dm | Dm C F Dm :|| (funk instrumental) |Dm F C G |Dm F C G Well, she's made of fire . . and she's made of wind . . |Dm F C G |Dm F C (n/c) She can take you higher . . but she's not your friend . (.)ß |Dm F C G |Dm F C G |Dm F C G |Dm F C G She don't beg, . . . crawl, . . . rise, . . . fall . . . |Dm F C G |Dm F C G |Dm F C G | Well, she don't need, . . . pray, . . . bleed, . . . |Dm F C G | Gets the job done any old way |Dm |F No one ever told her that the world was under her skin (ah-ah) |C |G She goes to sleep in every place that you know you never have been |Dm C Bb A Turn yourself around and she won't be there |Dm C Bb A You just won't see her 'cause she just don't care |Dm C F C Change you name and bury your dead |Dm C F C Leave some space for her in your head |Dm |C Throw away your rights and wrongs, leave them in the dust (ah-ah) |Bb |A Bb A Forget the day that you were born she'll take whatever she must |A Bb A |A Bb A Take whatever she must, take whatever she must ||: Dm F C G | Dm F C G :|| Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah ||: Dm F C G | Dm F C G :|| Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah (The funk instrumental section can be played as Dm rhythms all the way through. I included a chord progression anyway, but it may not be right. It's close, at least.) Charted by Dexex I write chord charts to show how, as a rhythm guitarist, I play songs. I don't claim they are the "right" way. They're not intended to be taken as tabs which notate exactly how a song was played on a recording.