V1
           D            D7                               G7   
Im falling in love with a white-collar criminal 
                      D7                                A7
I haven't told him that I know, perhaps I should
                         D7                             G7   
I’m giving my heart to a white-collar criminal
                      D7                    A7                         D7
And I’m just praying for the day when he’ll be good


V2
                 D      D7                               G7   
 I caught his eye in my tight red dress 
                      D7                                A7
We stole away in his white Mercedes-Benz 
                         D7                                           G7   
And though the man’s a libertine, he always treats me like a queen
              E                   E/G#                A
And introduces me to all his famous friends

TAG/CHORUS
G      D        Bm       E               G            A                             Bmaj7
I know I’ve gone to far, but if it comes to it I’ll love him through the bars
            G                     Gmin                         D
but if it comes to it I’ll love him through the bars

(int)

          D             D7                               G7   
He goes to work once a month in the Caymans
                      D7                                A7
He’s taking calls once a week in Cantonese
                       D7                               G7   
He brings me leather from Milan, watches while I put it on
                     E                   E/G#                A
And make me swear to him I’ll never ever leave


G   D           Bm       E                   G                   A                              D
I know I’ve gone to far, but if it comes to it I’ll love him through the bars



V3
               Bm(7)                                     G7 
It’s awful sweet the way he plays with my hair
                    D                                A7
Rubs my feet and pours my tonic and gin
              D7                                                  G7
but most of all I like the way I keep his secret everyday 
        
   D7                  A7                    D7
and if he breaks my heart I'll turn the fucker in.



                       D7                               G7   
I’m falling in love with a white-collar criminal 
                      D7                                A7
I haven't told him that it weighs upon me hard
                       D7                               G7   
I’m giving my heart to a white-collar criminal
                      E7                                A7
And if it comes to it i’ll love him through the bars

G   D           Bm       E                   G                   A                              D
I know I’ve gone to far, but if it comes to it I’ll love him through the bars

                    Bm7               Bm7/A            G#m7b5
You know I’d bake a cake with razor blades or seduce a prison guard
                 Bm7/G           Gm7                      D
But if it comes to it I’ll love him through the bars

04 - White Collar Criminal

V1
(Chords downbeat)
F7   Dm7 Em7 Am7
Fore arm tat  ----too 
F7   Dm7              Em7    Am7
Trap Soul charmer, That’s you
F7   Dm7 Em7 Am7
Sundress daydream
F7   Dm7              Em7    Am7
Golden Oldies, That’s me 

F7   Dm7 Em7 Am7
Nightlife politic 
F7   Dm7              Em7    Am7
Scmhoozing in your Gucci kicks 
F7   Dm7   Em7    Am7
That’s not my scene 
F7   Dm7  Em7    Am7
Morning glory / herbal tea 

PC
F7             Em7	   Dm7
 Don’t you feel like the numbers don’t add up
F7             Em7	   D7
It might be easier to call it off 


C
But that’s a... 
 
F                                            C                      G Am
pretty fucking shitty reasons not to love you
                           F                                             C                      G Am
(And you’ve got) pretty fucking shitty reasons not to love me
                 F              C                      G                     Am
It’s not a perfect equation, but we’re good for  one another              
               F              C                     G              Am
So let’s cut to the chase and end up with eachother 

V2
Your last girlfriend
Yoga Body five foot ten
And all the men I’ve had are old enough to be your dad

PC
F7             Em7	   Dm7
 Don’t you feel like the numbers don’t add up
F7             Em7	   D7
It might be easier to call it off 


Chorus

F       C        G             Am
My father hates your mother 
F       C        G             Am
Your vegan I’m a carnivore 
F       C        G             Am
You’re pushy, I’m a martyr 
F                C              G
You never shut the bathroom door (faster) 



But that’s a pretty fucking shitty reasons not to love you
And you’ve got pretty fucking shitty reasons not to love me
It’s not a perfect equation, but we’re there for one another 
So let’s cut to the chase and end up with eachother 

OUTRO
F7 Ddim56 (Fm) C (treble)
F7 Ddim56 (Fm) (bass)

03 - PFSR

V1

              D            D/F#                 G              D
I’ve got nothing for you, so don’t hover and coo
  D            D/F#                 G              D
Sun is blazing in, I bet it’s early afternoon
  D            D/F#                 G              D
I’ve got a hunch that you wanna get brunch
               D                         D/F#                 G                    D
But I’m broke, beat and bored and I’ve got better things to do
 

C
     D                        A              G                       D
So Shoo baby shoo baby shoo bae shoo baby shoo
Bm                 A                      G               D
Curtains are open and you missed your cue
     D                        A              G                       D
Shoo baby shoo baby shoo bae can’t we agree
Bm                          A                      G               D
Somebody’s gonna love you but it won’t be me

V2
I had come in alone, and was my charging phone
And I felt you coming for me by the smell of cologne
Been a long crazy week and I needed release
And it was right at the time but now it’s time for you to leave.

C
So Shoo baby shoo baby shoo bae shoo baby shoo
Curtains are open and you missed your cue
Shoo baby shoo baby shoo bae can’t we agree
Somebody’s gonna love you but it won’t be me

B
A                D             G
Make a get away (get away)
A                               G                             A            G
Don’t you leave a thing here cause its trash day

So Shoo baby shoo baby shoo bae shoo baby shoo
Curtains are open and you missed your cue
Shoo baby shoo baby shoo bae can’t we agree
Somebody’s gonna love you but it won’t be me

02 - Shoo Bae

C                  
The sun is at my window
              F                      C
But the bills are at my door
                  Am                
And my friends who still have 9 to 5’s
           G7
Don’t call me anymore, and people say

C
  Keep your pretty chin up
                            F              Fm
There’s another job on its way
            C             C/B     Am         F
And I know it’s true that I’ll pull through 
             G7                       C
But I’d rather not try today, cuz 



C       Em      F          Ab
    I just want to stay in bed 
C       Em      F          G
And leave my dishes in the sink
C       Em      F          Ab  
I’ll order in again 
C       Em      F          G
Who cares what Jake from Metro Diner guys thinks 

C       Em      F          A
bI don’t need 20 dollar beers 
C       Em      F          G
with bearded hipster boys
C       Em      F          Ab    F          Ab
I could get used to being slightly unemployed


C E F Ab 
C E F Eb 

        C                  
I tweet at Gwyneth Paltrow
    F                           C
I run a whole mile a day
               AM
And my skin has never looked this good
              G
Since maybe second grade, and my Momma says

C
Baby, don’t you give up
       F                                          Fm
The markets gonna turn around soon
               C             C/B      AM     F       
And she might be right but now I like
G7                 C
Waking up at noon

C       Em      F          Ab
    I’m gonna stay at home 

C       Em      F          G
And get my news on instagram
Catch up on Game of Thrones
And find out which Kardashian I am  

I don’t 20 year old scotch 
with bougie Tinder boys
I could get used to being slightly unemployed



CEFAb (walk down Ab, G)
CEFEb

F                                G
Everybody thinks I’m hiding out alone
        F                                   G
Cuz I can’t pay my tabs   Or fix my broken phone
        F                                         G
Oh They don’t try to hide The pity in their eyes
       D                
But I would trade their pensions
                            E
for my poor girls paradise


C       Em      F          Ab
    I just want to stay in bed 
C       Em      F          G
And leave my dishes in the sink
  
I’ll order in again 
don’t cares what Jake from Metro Diner guys thinks  
I don’t need 20 dollar beers 
with bearded hipster boys
I could get used to being slightly maybe mostly unemployed

Slightly Unemployed

01 - Slightly Unemployed

V1
A daughter loves her body
Til a mother shames her own
And sons cry when they’re bloody
Til a father tells them “don’t”

PC
We’ve all been harmed, but you don’t have to pass it on
	
C
Sisters Take Care of your brothers 	
Someday they’ll choose to be fighters or lovers				
And Brothers take of your Sister
She’s trying to bloom but they’re all rushing to pick her
 
V2
A Boy will treat you kindly
Til his bullies batter him
And Girls dance wild and blindly  
Til they learn to dance for men

V3
These polished Men and Women
Will teach you wrong from right 
But Prostitute and Preachers 
Both take off their robes at night 

pC
If we’ve learned wrong, we don’t have to pass it on

C		
Sisters Take Care of your brothers 	
Someday they’ll choose to be fighters or lovers				
And Brothers take of your Sister
She’s trying to bloom but they’re all rushing to pick her
She’s trying to bloom but they’re all rushing to pick her

B
Take care
Take care
Take care
Of each other 

So Take care
Take care
Take care
Of each other

Susanna

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