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Real Peach

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Well nighttime passes but the dark remains
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And I was feeling like a little child but I am loathe to place blame
                G                                 C                                    D  
On my lioness-esque woman who will go here unnamed
                     C                                                                                      D                                                      G            C            D  
She was looking in me for a lion when she found it so tame (oh)
                     G                                 C                                              D  
On that erstwhile may morning I took the six downtown to Spring
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And I was writing something elegiac that I never learned to sing
                G                              C                                    D  
But I think it was this song just four years premature
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And I remember crossing out the line 'All is fair in love and war'
                     G              C                 G                    D  
Well if all is fair in love and war
             Em              F#m/D                    G                              C  
Then I don't know what we are fighting for
                                                                G         C                                                 G                         F#m/D  
'Cause my baby, she's a real peach even when the night come crashin' down
G         C                                 Am                    G                         F      Dm  
Real peach and the nighttime rolls away, alright
        Dm                                                                                                              G                 C                 D  
And we're comin' back to the demon-killing work of love (my god)
             G                      C                                    D  
Well nighttime passes and the dark retreats
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I hand it over to my upper angel who visits me in sleep
                                  G                                         C                                                            D  
We're in the field beyond the right and wrong and the fallacy of form
                                  C                                                                                                              D  
Well you can call it what you wanna call it I just say "All is fair in love and war"
                     G              C                 G                    D  
Well if all is fair in love and war
             Em              F#m/D                    G                              C  
Then I don't know what we are fighting for
                G                            C              G                    D  
So if we don't care      to fight no more
                Em      F#m/D                              G                    C  
Let's go upstairs and let's shut the door
                                                                G         C                                                 G                         F#m/D  
'Cause my baby, she's a real peach even when the night come crashin' down
G         C                                 Am                    G                         F      Dm  
Real peach and the nighttime rolls away, alright
                                                                G         C                                                 G                         F#m/D  
'Cause my baby, she's a real peach even when the night come crashin' down
G         C                                 Am                    G                         F      Dm  
Real peach and the nighttime rolls away, alright
        Dm                                                                                                              G                 C                            D  
And we're comin' back to the demon-killing work of love (my god)    illuminate
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