Biography:
Lifter Puller, or simply LFTR PLLR was an indie rock band from Boston and the Twin Cities area between 1994 and 2000. Their music is considered rather innovative, with its angular riffs and a synth-infused sound that predated the 80's revival fads of the early 2000's. Arguably, however, the band is most known for frontman Craig Finn's elaborate lyrics, which often relied upon a well established universe of drug-addled coeds, cash-strapped nightclub proprietors
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There's not a whole lot of Lifter Puller chords out there, and I figured it was
about time that SOMEBODY made 'em. This doesn't follow the guitar part exactly,
but it's a good jumping off point.
[Chorus]
Cm
Think about what you've got and compare it to what I've got
G# A#
Now what do you think my girl wants, my girl wants?
Cm
Think about what I've got and compare it to what you've got
G# A#
What do you think my girl wants, my girl wants?
N.C
What do you think my girl wants?
Cm G# A# x2
[Verse 1]
Cm G#
Don't call her lazy cause she's crazy about the daytime TV
A# Cm
Channel 3, look at me, I'm a real whale watcher
They think I'm smart
G# A#
They think it's art but then I start with a crash
Cm
I'm just a brash trash-talker
G#
I like some funky drums, but I hate some chunky drummers
A# Cm G# A#
And I saw what your girl did last summer
Cm D# x2
[Verse 2]
Cm Cm
She said it looks like a binge
G#
She said it felt like a blast
A# Cm
Woke up in the grass with the assless chaps
Cm
Looks like a blast
G#
She said it felt like a binge
A# Cm
Woke up with your friend in the Indian fringes
[Verse 3]
G G# D#
Bring on the bed-spins, bring on the Mini-Thins
G G# D#
Bring on the bed-spins, bring on the Mini-Thins
G G# G# D#
And she was bombed on the bass and the Bombay gin
G#
She stumbled in
[Chorus]
Cm
That's when she said, she says "it's great getting high"
G# A# Cm
I want everybody who's been eyeing my girl to slowly close their eyes
Cm
Said "it's great getting high"
G# A#
I want everybody who's been eyeing my girl to slowly close their eyes
N.C
And think about what you've got, compare it to what I've got, and ask yourself:
What do you think my girl wants?
Cm G# A# x2
C G#m A#m
about time that SOMEBODY made 'em. This doesn't follow the guitar part exactly,
but it's a good jumping off point.
[Chorus]
Cm
Think about what you've got and compare it to what I've got
G# A#
Now what do you think my girl wants, my girl wants?
Cm
Think about what I've got and compare it to what you've got
G# A#
What do you think my girl wants, my girl wants?
N.C
What do you think my girl wants?
Cm G# A# x2
[Verse 1]
Cm G#
Don't call her lazy cause she's crazy about the daytime TV
A# Cm
Channel 3, look at me, I'm a real whale watcher
They think I'm smart
G# A#
They think it's art but then I start with a crash
Cm
I'm just a brash trash-talker
G#
I like some funky drums, but I hate some chunky drummers
A# Cm G# A#
And I saw what your girl did last summer
Cm D# x2
[Verse 2]
Cm Cm
She said it looks like a binge
G#
She said it felt like a blast
A# Cm
Woke up in the grass with the assless chaps
Cm
Looks like a blast
G#
She said it felt like a binge
A# Cm
Woke up with your friend in the Indian fringes
[Verse 3]
G G# D#
Bring on the bed-spins, bring on the Mini-Thins
G G# D#
Bring on the bed-spins, bring on the Mini-Thins
G G# G# D#
And she was bombed on the bass and the Bombay gin
G#
She stumbled in
[Chorus]
Cm
That's when she said, she says "it's great getting high"
G# A# Cm
I want everybody who's been eyeing my girl to slowly close their eyes
Cm
Said "it's great getting high"
G# A#
I want everybody who's been eyeing my girl to slowly close their eyes
N.C
And think about what you've got, compare it to what I've got, and ask yourself:
What do you think my girl wants?
Cm G# A# x2
C G#m A#m
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