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Tori Amos — Big Wheel Chords

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Big Wheel — Tori Amos

Intro: Dm

Verse 1:
Dm
I've been on the other side — Got my 
lips smacked now they're dry — Then you 
call me call me in
You think I am your possession — You're
Messing with a southern girl — But my 
recipe is on With your
Stale bread yeah it's hot — But 
baby I don't need your cash
So BABY maybe I let your

Refrain:

 Dm    C   Dm      C   Dm 
Big Wheel turn my Fantasy
 Dm    C   Dm         C    C9 Dm  
Don't you throw that shade on me
 Dm    C   Dm       C    C9   Dm  
I've been drinkin' down your pain
 Dm C  Dm        C            Dm  
Gonna turn that whiskey into rain and
          Dm  C  Hm  Am    (oder besser Dm C G Dm ???)  
Wash it away
          Dm  C  Hm  Am  
Wash it away
          Dm  C  Hm  Am  
Wash it away boy
Let's go

Verse 2:
Dm
I've been on my knees
But you're so hard
Hard to please
Did you take me take me in
So you are a superstar
Get off the cross we need the wood

Somehow you will rise
But without a tool
I know honey you're a pro
But BABY I don't need your cash

Mama got it all in hand now

 
Refrain:

Dm    C   Dm      C   Dm 
Big Wheel turn my Fantasy
 Dm    C   Dm         C       Dm  
Don't you throw that shade on me
 Dm    C   Dm       C         Dm  
I've been drinkin' down your pain
 Dm C  Dm        C            Dm  
Gonna turn that whiskey into rain and
          Dm  C  G  Dm    
Wash it away
          Dm  C  G  Dm    
Wash it away
          Dm  C  G  Dm    
Wash it away boy


Bridge:

Gimme 8
Gimme 7
Gimme 6
Gimme 5 Gimme 4 Gimme 3

Dm
I. I. I am a M—I—L—F don' you forget
M—I—L—F don' you forget
M—I—L—F don' you forget

Baby I don't need your cash
So BABY maybe I let your


Refrain:

Dm    C   Dm      C   Dm 
Big Wheel turn my Fantasy
 Dm    C   Dm         C       Dm  
Don't you throw that shade on me
 Dm    C   Dm       C         Dm  
I've been drinkin' down your pain
 Dm C  Dm        C            Dm  
Gonna turn that whiskey into rain and
          Dm  C  G  Dm    
Wash it away
          Dm  C  G  Dm    
Wash it away
          Dm  C  G  Dm    
Wash it away boy


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