Stroke 9 - 100 Girls
Transcripted by - Guido Botindari

intro
C C G C G C

Verse 1:
Guitar1
e ---------------------------------------------------
B ---------------------------------------------------
G -----------------------------0-----------0---------
D ---0-4-0---0-7-0-------7---7---------4-4---4h2p4-0-
A ---------------------------------------------------
E ---------------------------------------------------

Guitar2
e --------------------------------------------------
B --------------------------------------------------
G -7-7-----7-7--------------------------------------
D -7-7-----7-7-----7-7-----------5-5----------------
A -5-5-----5-5------7-7-----------5-5---------------
E --------------------5-5------------3-3------------

Chorus:
e -5-3-2-0--------------------------------------
B ---------3-2-0--------------------------------
G ---------------2-0----------------------------
D -------------------4-2-0----------------------
A -------------------------4-2-0----------------
E -------------------------------3--------------

e ----------------------------------------------
B ----------------------------------------------
G ---7-7-7-7------------------------------------
D ---7-7-7-7-7-7-5-5----------------------------
A ---5-5-5-5-7-7-5-5----------------------------
E -----------5-5-3-3----------------------------


C100 girlCs or maybe more
Who leftG me passed out on the floor
I know iCt might be wrong
I had toG write this song
For a hundreCd girls and hundreds more

[C C G C] X2

TherCe was Katherine in Manhattan
Her Cmouth was always laughin'
She'Gs always a distraction
'Cuz she always wants some action
At 1C she took me in a cab
2 inC a Soho bar
3 shCe got real bad and jumped me in a subway car

[C C G C] X2

These are Mary's voodoo ways
We would stay in bed for days
In an alligator haze
In her swampy Southern place
She broke me down on Bourbon Street
Curled up at her feet
As Mary flashed the parades
I fixed myself with hurricanes

100 girls or maybe more
Who left me passed out on the floor
I wish I heard you tell me
Make up your mind
Wake up
Make up your mind make up your mind

This is Daisy, this is crazy
Always telling me I'm lazy
Her endurance would amaze me
And her swearing didn't phase me
It was based upon a sweet lie
Like a butterfly she showed herself in many phases
And had a thing for public places
Late at night in Fenway Park
She led me naked through the dark
Daisy let me suffer there, smothered in my underwear

There was Alison and here's the thing
I thought that she was 17
She was 18 but looked 16
And told me she was 23
Valerie who hated money
Stuck me to the sheets with honey
Caroline from Gmsterdam took off with some other band
Megan, Kim and the rest
I love you all and that's the test
If I wake up in time how will I make up my mind