Crying Lightning Arctic Monkeys

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Intro: g F g G
g C G G

Ogutside the cFafe by the crgacker factorGy
You were pragcticing a mCagic trGickG 
And my thgoughts got rFude, as you tgalked and chGewed
On the lgast of your pCick and mGixG 

Said you’re mistaken if you're thginking that I hFaven't been caught
gcold beforeG 
As you gbit into your stCrawberry laGce G 
And then a flip in your attgention in the fForm of a ggobstopper G 
Is all you had lgeft and it was gCoing to waGste  G 

Ygour past-timFes, consistedg of the strange
And twGisted and deranged
And I love thgat little gCame youG had calleGd crying lightning
And how ygou like to aFggravgate G 
the ice-gcream man on Crainy aftGerGnoons

Gm (Strum Once)

The next time that I cgaught my own reflFection
It was gon it's way to mGeet you
gThinking of excCuses to pGostpoGne
You never look like ygourself from the sFide
But your pgrofile could not hGide
The fact you gknew I was apprCoaching yoGur thGrone

With folded garms you occupFied the bench like tgoothache
GStood and puffed your cghest out like you nCever lost a GwaGr
And though I tgried so not to sFuffer the ingdignity of a reGaction
There gwas no cracks to grCasp or gaps to Gclaw G 

And yourF past-times, concsisted of the strange
And tgwisted and deranged
And I ghate that little game you had calleFd
Crying lcightning
And how you like to gaggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons F 
Unincviting
But gnot half as impossible as everyone assumes
You areF crying clightning

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Oh you were rgeading a book about csome idiot
And tFelling me about anoGther

I was gso severely cunderwhelmed
I thought I mFight never reGcover

Straighten the rgudder girl
And scail me up stairs
And FGo and find somebody
Who caGres

Well we gmight not be the pcerfect partners
But tonFight we make a pGair

gYour past-times, consgisted of the strange
And twgisted and deranged
And I hgate that little game you had callFed

Crying lcightningg 
Crying lgightninFg
Crying lcightningg 
Crying lgightning

YourF past-times, conscisted of the strange
And tgwisted and deranged
And I hgate that little game you had callFed
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