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Date: Tue, 16 Jan 1996 12:39:30 +0100
From: g pereboom 
Subject: Roxette, place your love

Place your love.

Roxette, Crash Boom Bang.

Trans. by Graham.  ([email protected])


Verse 1:
     D        C
    Sunday,  sick  of  my  tears,
     G                                             D
    Monday  morning  I  could  have  felt  much  better.  *1
     D         C
    Tuesday,  you're  in  my  way,
        G                                          D
    I  whish  you  would've  typed  my  heart  a  letter. *1


Chorus a:
     D                           C                  G
    Place  your  love,  in  my  world.  It's  for  you,
                            D
    It's  all (made)  for  you.
     D                           C               G
    I  need  time,  a  lot  of  time.  To  get  you,
                  D          G              D
    out  of  my  mind.    ( get you off my mind)  *2


Verse 2:
     D            C
    Wednesday,  nothings  okay,
     G                                      D
    Thursday  afternoon  I  whish  I  was  sleeping.   *1
     D         C
    Friday,  Saturday  Sun,
     G                                              D
    getting  up early  but  I can't  get  nothing  done. *1


Chorus a:
     D                           C                  G
    Place  your  love,  in  my  world.  It's  for  you,
                            D
    It's  all (made)  for  you.
     D                           C               G
    I  need  time,  a  lot  of  time.  To  get  you,
                  D           G              D
    out  of  my  mind.    ( get you off my mind)   *2


Chorus b:
     D               A   G       D            A     G
    Maybe  you'll  come  here,  maybe  we'll  disapear.
     D          G                  D                    A
    Maybe the clouds I  see  will turn  to flowers  in the air.
     D               A   G     D             A           G
    These  cool  vibrations,  are  hitting  me  all  the  time.
     D            G                  D            A
    You got me  digging and  diving in  the garden of  my mind.


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