Aint That A Bitch

 Gm                             
 Up in smoke you've lost another 
  C
lover
         Gm                    
 As you take a hit of your last 
      C
cigarette
    Ab        Bb
 Strung out, burnt out, yeah
         Cm                      
 you're down on your luck and you 
  Bb
don't give a huh
           Ab                Bb
 'til the best part of you starts to
 switch
 Ain't that a bitch

   Cm             F
 Freak out, I'm alone now
    Bb                           Eb
 I feel just like I'm losin' my mind
         Bb               Cm
 'cause love is like the right dress
          Ab
 On the wrong girl
      Eb                         
 You never know what you're gonna 
  Bb
find
       Cm                   F
 You think you're high and fine as 
wine
           Bb                    
 Then you wind up like a dog in a 
  Eb
ditch
         Bb              Cm
 'Cause love is like a wrong turn
       Ab         F
 On a cold night     yeah
               Eb     Cdim   Ab   Eb
 Ain't that a bitch


       Cm                     F
 In a daze,in the throes of emotion
          Cm                F
 You see God in the Devil's eyes
           Ab      Bb
 Then you fall so far from grace
      Cm                           
 You wouldn't know a kiss If it was
 Bb
 on your face
          Ab                       
 You can tell it to the jury But 
  Bb
you ain't got no case


 Freak out, I'm alone now
 I feel just like I'm losin'my mind
 'cause love is like the right dress
 On the wrong girl
 You never know what you're gonna 
find
 The gal was fine as calamine but 
not
 enough to scratch a seven year itch
 'cause love is like the last licks 
outta Hendrix
 Yeah, ain't that a bitch

 Guitar Solo
 G  C  G  C  G  C

 Then you feel so out of place
 Lickin' up the arsenic
 From the same old lace
 You know the stuff is poison
 But you gotta have a taste, you 
gotta

 Freak out, I'm alone now
 I feel just like I'm losin' my mind
 'cause love is like the right dress
 On the wrong girl
 You never know what you're gonna 
find
 You think you're high and fine as 
wine
 Then you wind up with your face in 
the ditch
                        Cm      
 'cause love is like a warm gun
Cm/Bb

       Ab       Ab/G  F          
 On a cold night       yeah, 
          Eb  Cdim Ab Eb
ain't that a bitch