Tom: F
Introdução:
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Fast pace, day to day
is the only thing that keeps me sane.
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blue moon rising above the hills.
A
Put it in gear, put the pedal down
B E
and I won't stop 'til the tank runs out.
E F#
Turning the ignition,
A
revving up my engine,
E B
tearing up the highway of my life.
B F#
Grinding up my gearbox,
A
skipping all the pit stops,
E B
blazing right by red traffic lights.
B Db E B
See, some folks like the slow lane, hmm? me?
F# B
I just need the R.P.Ms
F# B
The R.P.Ms
F# B E
I just need the R.P.Ms
NC
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Under the hood, you can hear the sound
of a restless heart that can't slow down.
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baby try and catch me if you can.
A
No rearview mirror, and the brakes are shot,
B E B
when life gets tough we kick it up a notch.
E F#
Turning the ignition,
A
revving up my engine,
E B
tearing up the highway of my life.
B F#
Grinding up my gearbox,
A
skipping all the pit stops,
E B
blazing right by red traffic lights.
B Db E B
See, some folks like the slow lane, me?
F# B
I just need the R.P.Ms
F# B
The R.P.Ms
F# B E
I just need the R.P.Ms
E F#
Yeahh
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In this crazy race of mine,
B
there's no such thing as a finish line.
B E
Turning the,
E F#
Turning the ignition,
A
revving up my engine,
E B
tearing up the highway of my life.
B F#
Grinding up my gearbox,
A
skipping all the pit stops,
E B
blazing right by red traffic lights.
B Db E B
See, some folks like the slow lane, me?
F# B
I just need the R.P.Ms
F# B
The R.P.Ms
F# B E
I just need the R.P.Ms
E F#A B
Oooh I just need the R.P.Ms
F#A B
the R.P.Ms
F#A B E
I just need the R.P.Ms