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Tenho ciúme de tudo/A Dama de vermelho/Brigas

Key: F

Introduction: F    Gm    C    F    Dm    Gm    C    F    Bb    C    

                  F                                                 Dm                                                                 Gm  
          Tu és a criatura mais linda que os meus olhos já viram
                     C                                                                                                              F  
          Tu tens a boca mais linda que a minha boca beijou
                                                                                                Dm                                                                 Gm  
          São meus os teus lábios, esses lábios que os meus desejos mataram
                        C                                                                                                                                    F  
          São minhas tuas mãos, essas mãos que as minhas mãos afagaram
Dm                                            Gm                                      C                                         F  
          Sou louco por ti, eu sofro por ti, te amo em segredo
                                                                  Gm                                                              C                                    F  
          Adoro o teu corpo divino que pelas mãos do destino a mim tu viestes
Dm                                              Gm                                         C                                                 F  
          Tenho ciúme do sol, do luar e do mar, tenho ciúme de tudo
                                                Gm         C  
          Tenho ciúme até da roupa
                                F                    Bb                 F  
          Que tu vestes
 F  Gm  C  F  Dm  Gm  C  F)  
F                                                          Am                                            Bb                                                    C  
          Garçom, olhe pelo espelho a dama de vermelho que vai se levantar
                                                             Bb                                              C                                                                         F  
          Note que até a orquestra fica toda em festa quando ela sai para dançar
                                                                        Am                                              Bb                            Am  Gm  
          Essa dama já me pertenceu e o culpado fui eu da separaçãã...ãão
             Bb            C                    Am              Dm                                 Gm                            C                         F  
          Hoje, choro de ciúme, ciúme até do perfume que ela deixa no salão
                                  Gm  
          Garçom amigo
     C                                                              F      Dm                                                            Gm      C                                                 F  
          Apague a luz da minha mesa,      eu não quero que ela note         em mim tanta tristeza
     Dm                                                 Gm      C                                            F  
          Traga mais uma garrafa,      hoje vou embriagar-me
     Dm                                                            Gm      C                                                      F  Bb  F    E  
          Quero dormir para não ver            outro homem te abraçar
A                                                                     F5+                              D                    G  F#  
          Veja só, que toliçe nós dois brigarmos tanto assim
                          Bm                                              G                                 E  
          Se depois vamos nós a sorrir, ficar de bem no fim
                             A                                            A7                                                                 D  
          Para que, maltratarmos o amor? O amor não se maltrata, não
                                  Dm                                                                                                      E  
          Para quê? Se essa gente o que quer é ver nossa separação
                          A                                              F5+                              D                    G  F#  
          Brigo eu, você briga também por coisas tão banais
                          Bm                                            G                                         E  
          E o amor, em momentos assim morre um pouquinho mais
                                  A                                            A7                                         D                                              Dm  
          E ao morrer então é que se vê que quem morreu fui eu e foi você
                                        C#m  F#                 Bm            E  
          Pois sem amor         estamos sós
                                        F            G            A  
          Morremos nós