Cifras
The Blues are still Blue

B                                      F#  
Look at the kid from school
                                        B                                                         F#  
He?s teaching mamas and papas how to be a little cool
                                     B                                                    F#  
He?s changing fashion, the way he dress
          B                                                                            F#  
The tracksuits are old, and the hoody?s way too moody
                  Eb                         Bb  
For a kid with the will to funk
          B                    F#                                    C#  
He dances in secret  he?s a part-time punk
B                                    F#  
She?s getting off the plane
                                        B                                                         F#  
She wants to write a thesis on the population underprivileged
             B                                                 F#  
The kids fighting up the lane
                B  
Shop lifting, just drifting
                          F#  
Like The Switchblade And The Cross
                                             Eb                                            Bb  
But if there?s trouble she?s got the moves
                  B                            F#                      C#  
She?s taking an elementary class in Kung fu
        B                                                    F#  
I left my washing in the launderette
                        B                                                                            F#  
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
                             B  
That when I see my washing
             Eb                            Bb                            B                                    F#  
The black will be grey and the white will be grey
                          C#  
But the blues are still blue
B                                                         F#  
I?m crying out for my mum
                        B                                                                 F#  
If the malady don?t go away we?re in a little trouble
                  B                                         F#  
With the boss of the company
                B                                                            F#  
I?m a singer, a swinger I?m a layabout but laying on
        Eb                              Bb  
The dock in the lazy sun
             B                                 F#                 C#  
Will never quite relegate me to a bum
        B                                                    F#  
I left my lady in the launderette
                        B                                                                            F#  
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
                             B  
That when I see my lady
             Eb                            Bb                              B                                    F#  
The black will be white and the white will be black
                          C#  
But the blues are still blue
B-  C#  
B-  F#-  B-     F#     B  
Eb-  Bb-  B-  F#-  C#  
B                                            F#  
Baby, I love your face
                                B  
I?ve been creeping round this town because?
                     F#  
Well, creeping?s just my way
                             B                                                 F#  
But with a little wink I?ll be there
                          B                                                                            F#  
I?ll be excited for a week, but then excitement starts to fade
                                Eb                                            Bb  
I know your young, but you?re out of touch
                  B                                    F#                      C#  
You?re French, your vocabulary?s not quite formed
        B                                                            F#  
I left my homework in the launderette
                     B                                                                              F#  
I got a letter from my mamma which my stoopid dog has ate
                                     B  
I hid behind the fence
                                        Eb            Bb                                 B                    F#  
Here comes the deputy head with the bark of a bulldog
                        C#  
He?s not making much sense
        B                                            F#  
I left my lady in the launderette
                        B                                                                            F#  
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
                             B  
That when I see my lady
             Eb                            Bb                              B                                    F#  
The black will be white and the white will be black
                          C#  
But the blues are still blue
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