Biography:
Liz Phair (born Elizabeth Clark Phair on April 17, 1967 in New Haven, Connecticut) is an American singer-songwriter and guitarist. She was a cornerstone in the underground early '90s indie rock movement for her songcraft and DIY ethics. Her sound developed at the turn of the century into something more akin to pop or adult contemporary.
Phair's entry into the music industry began when she met guitarist Chris Brokaw, a member of the band Come. Brokaw was visiting her San Francisco loft-mate Nora Maccoby when he heard Phair's songs
Read more on Last.fm
Other songs:
- Why Can't I
- 6 1
- And He Slayed Her
- Ant In Alaska
- Avalanche
- Banana Splits Song
- Big Tall Man
- Bionic Eyes
- Closer To You
- Count On My Love
- Dont Hold Your Breath
- Dotted Line
- Everything Between Us
- Everything To Me
- Extraordinary
- Favorite
- Firewalker
- Friend Of Mine
- Fuck And Run
- Girls Girls Girls
- Girls Room
- Giving It All To You
- Go On Ahead
- Go West
- Good Love Never Dies
- Got My Own Thing
- H W C
- Hwc
- Its Sweet
- Lazy Dreamer
- Leap Of Innocence
- Little Digger
- Lost Tonight
- May Queen
- Mesmerizing
- Miss September
- Nashville
- Polyester Bride
- Red Light Fever
- Ride
- Rock Me
- Rocket Boy
- Satisfied
- Shitloads Of Money
- Soap Star Joe
- Somebodys Miracle
- Stars And Planets
- Stratford On Guy
- Table For One
- Take A Look
- Turning Japanese
- What Makes You Happy
- Whip Smart
- White Chocolate Space Egg
- Whitechocolatespaceegg
- Why Cant I
- Why I Lie
- Wind And The Mountain
- You Should Know Me
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Artist: Liz Phair
Song Whip-Smart
Album: Whip-Smart
This is a version of Whip-Smart without a capo and I think its pretty easy to understand.
Verse 1:
F C F C A G
I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green
C G Bb C
And whip-smart as the English Channel's wide.
F C F C A G
And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his mattress
C G Bb C
And his watch on any hand Between his thighs.
F C F C A G
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower till I write
C G Bb C
My whole life story on the back of his big, brown eyes.
Chorus:
F Bb C
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
F Bb C
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
F Bb C
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
F Bb C
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
Verse 2:
And I'm gonna tell my son to join a circus so that death is cheap
And Games are just another way of life.
And I'm gonna tell my son to be a prophet of mistakes because
For every truth, there are half a million lies.
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower 'Til he learns to let
His hair down far enough to climb outside.
Chorus:
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
Bridge: F Bb C
Chorus:
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
Song Whip-Smart
Album: Whip-Smart
This is a version of Whip-Smart without a capo and I think its pretty easy to understand.
Verse 1:
F C F C A G
I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green
C G Bb C
And whip-smart as the English Channel's wide.
F C F C A G
And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his mattress
C G Bb C
And his watch on any hand Between his thighs.
F C F C A G
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower till I write
C G Bb C
My whole life story on the back of his big, brown eyes.
Chorus:
F Bb C
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
F Bb C
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
F Bb C
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
F Bb C
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
Verse 2:
And I'm gonna tell my son to join a circus so that death is cheap
And Games are just another way of life.
And I'm gonna tell my son to be a prophet of mistakes because
For every truth, there are half a million lies.
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower 'Til he learns to let
His hair down far enough to climb outside.
Chorus:
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
Bridge: F Bb C
Chorus:
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
When they do the double Dutch that's them dancing
Lizzzzzzzzz
Ll Cool J
Llevarte A Marte
Lloyd Michels
Lluis Llach