Biography:
The Specials (also known as The Special AKA) is an English “2 Tone” ska revival band formed in 1977 in Coventry, England. Their music combines a danceable ska beat with punk’s energy, underpinned by an informed political and social stance.
The group was formed by songwriter/keyboardist Jerry Dammers, with Terry Hall (vocals), Lynval Golding (guitar, vocals) and a rhythm section featuring Horace Panter (bass) and John Bradbury (drums; born 16 February 1953, died 28 December 2015).
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Other songs:
- Blank Expression
- Gangsters
- Little Bitch
- Message To You Rudi
- A Message To You Rudy
- Concrete Jungle
- Dawning Of A New Era
- Do Nothing
- Do The Dog
- Doesnt Make It Alright
- Enjoy Yourself
- Friday Night Saturday Morning
- Ghost Town
- Hey Little Rich Girl
- I Cant Stand It
- Monkey Man
- Nelson Mandela
- New Era
- Nite Club
- Pressure Drop
- Rat Race
- Rudi A Message To You
- Stereotype
- Stupid Marriage
- Stupid Marrige
- Too Hot
- Too Much Too Young
- Youre Wandering Now
- Youre Wondering Now
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...LITTLE BITCH... by The Specials
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*from 'The Specials' (1979)*
Intro:
C5 Eb5, F5 Ab5 Bb5, C5 (n.C)
(Spoken):
(n.C)
One, two.
Verse 1:
C F
If you ever hear a noise in the night;
C F
Your body starts to sweat, it shakes and shivers in fright.
C F
You go and sleep with your mother; she hates your guts,
C F
She knows that you love her, so she holds you tight,
C F
All through the night, until the broad day-light.
C F
And when she doesn't come home, you have to sleep a-lone,
C F
Then you wet your bed and I think that's sad;
C F (C5)
For a girl of nine-teen, it's more than sad; it's ob-scene.
Chorus 1:
C5 Eb5, F5 Ab5 Bb5, C5 (n.C)
(Spoken):
(n.C)
One, two.
Verse 2:
C F
And your girlfriend sweet; little seventeen,
C F
She's got her layered hair and her flared jeans.
C F
You know what that means? She's just a little queen,
C F
She shares your London flat;
C F
She thinks that London's where it's at; although it stinks!
C F
And when it rains, you wear your hat,
C F
And your plum coloured PVC, wet look maxi-mac.
C F
You tie your ginger hair back in a bun;
C F (C5)
You're the ugliest creature, under the sun.
Chorus 2:
C5 Eb5, F5 Ab5 Bb5, C5 (n.C)
(Spoken):
(n.C)
One, two.
Solo:
C F (x8)
Chorus 3:
C5 Eb5, F5 Ab5 Bb5, C5 (n.C)
(Spoken):
(n.C)
One, two.
Verse 3:
C F
And you think it's about time that you died,
C F
And I a-gree; so you decide on suicide.
C F
You tried, but you never quite carried it off;
C F
You only wanted to die in order to show off.
C F
And if you think you're gonna bleed all over me;
C F
You're even wronger than you'd normally be.
C F
And the only things you want to see are kitsch,
C F
The only thing you want to be is rich.
C F
Your little pink, up-pointed nose be-gins to twitch;
C F (C5)
I know, you know; you're just a little bitch.
Chorus 4:
C5 Eb5, F5 Ab5 Bb5, C5 (n.C)
(Spoken):
(n.C)
One, two.
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
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C5 Eb5 F5 Ab5 Bb5 C F
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
x355xx x688xx 133xxx 466xxx 688xxx x35553 133211
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2005 ([email protected])
------------------................
*from 'The Specials' (1979)*
Intro:
C5 Eb5, F5 Ab5 Bb5, C5 (n.C)
(Spoken):
(n.C)
One, two.
Verse 1:
C F
If you ever hear a noise in the night;
C F
Your body starts to sweat, it shakes and shivers in fright.
C F
You go and sleep with your mother; she hates your guts,
C F
She knows that you love her, so she holds you tight,
C F
All through the night, until the broad day-light.
C F
And when she doesn't come home, you have to sleep a-lone,
C F
Then you wet your bed and I think that's sad;
C F (C5)
For a girl of nine-teen, it's more than sad; it's ob-scene.
Chorus 1:
C5 Eb5, F5 Ab5 Bb5, C5 (n.C)
(Spoken):
(n.C)
One, two.
Verse 2:
C F
And your girlfriend sweet; little seventeen,
C F
She's got her layered hair and her flared jeans.
C F
You know what that means? She's just a little queen,
C F
She shares your London flat;
C F
She thinks that London's where it's at; although it stinks!
C F
And when it rains, you wear your hat,
C F
And your plum coloured PVC, wet look maxi-mac.
C F
You tie your ginger hair back in a bun;
C F (C5)
You're the ugliest creature, under the sun.
Chorus 2:
C5 Eb5, F5 Ab5 Bb5, C5 (n.C)
(Spoken):
(n.C)
One, two.
Solo:
C F (x8)
Chorus 3:
C5 Eb5, F5 Ab5 Bb5, C5 (n.C)
(Spoken):
(n.C)
One, two.
Verse 3:
C F
And you think it's about time that you died,
C F
And I a-gree; so you decide on suicide.
C F
You tried, but you never quite carried it off;
C F
You only wanted to die in order to show off.
C F
And if you think you're gonna bleed all over me;
C F
You're even wronger than you'd normally be.
C F
And the only things you want to see are kitsch,
C F
The only thing you want to be is rich.
C F
Your little pink, up-pointed nose be-gins to twitch;
C F (C5)
I know, you know; you're just a little bitch.
Chorus 4:
C5 Eb5, F5 Ab5 Bb5, C5 (n.C)
(Spoken):
(n.C)
One, two.
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
C5 Eb5 F5 Ab5 Bb5 C F
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
x355xx x688xx 133xxx 466xxx 688xxx x35553 133211
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2005 ([email protected])
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