Roulette Red Hot Chili Peppers

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182
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: F#
Capo:
Sans capo
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Intro]
| F# | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
F#
  The college years were lean, well
Coming out, maybe not so clean, my love
And if I stay much longer
My feelings for you,
they might get much stronger now
A Motorola coma
Sleep your way into a deep diploma, girl
At the dormitory
You've come to pour me one of your best stories,
girl

[Chorus]
        B
And I feel your face getting wet
F#           B                F#
  Like the color red of roulette
         G             D
And I place my losing bet
          E
On your side
        B
And I see your eyes of regret
F#          B                  F#
  But you gave as good as you get
         A              E
Like a Massachusetts thrеat
          F#
Running wild

[Verse 2]
F#
  A pair of dirty jeans, well
You would wash inside my brass machinе,
that's good
Laying on your mattress
A thing of beauty,
we would need more practice now
Hall and Oates were singing
The funny notes that you were always bringing,
girl
And elevator's closing
Hard to hide when love is so exposing

[Chorus]
        B
And I feel your face getting wet
F#           B                F#
  Like the color red of roulette
         G             D
And I place my losing bet
          E
On your side
        B
And I see your eyes of regret
F#          B                  F#
  But you gave as good as you get
         A              E
Like a Massachusetts thrеat
          F#
Running wild

[Bridge]
D5           C#5   D5       C#5
  When I grow   up,  Villanova
D5           C#5           F#5 E5
  Light me up   when you decide
D5         C#5 D5          C#5
  Start aroma  of your Tacoma
D5          C#5           F#5 E5
  A tiny box   where we reside
D5           C#5 D5            C#5
  Abattle tested,  a life invested
D5       C#5       F#5 E5
  Duly noted and denied
D5          C#5 D5          C#5
  Afully loaded,  space encoded
D5             C#5           F#5 E5
  A quiet night   out in the sky

[Verse 3]
F#
  Your stack of lies was daunting
A tribute to your mind but way more haunting,
now
A talking psycho killer
We'd trade the heads of even Henry Miller,
now
Conspiracy's a theory
I wonder, Tim, if this could be your Leary,
love
She act like Marlon Brando
Born online inside the San Fernando

[Outro]
| F# |

Mesures

[Intro]
| F# | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |

[Verse 1]
| F# | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |

The college years were lean, well
Coming out, maybe not so clean, my love
And if I stay much longer
My feelings for you,
they might get much stronger now
A Motorola coma
Sleep your way into a deep diploma, girl
At the dormitory
You've come to pour me one of your best stories,
girl

[Chorus]
| B | F# | B  | F# |
| G | D  | E  | -  |
| B | F# | B  | F# |
| A | E  | F# | -  |

And I feel your face getting wet
Like the color red of roulette
And I place my losing bet
On your side
And I see your eyes of regret
But you gave as good as you get
Like a Massachusetts thrеat
Running wild

[Verse 2]
| F# | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |

A pair of dirty jeans, well
You would wash inside my brass machinе,
that's good
Laying on your mattress
A thing of beauty,
we would need more practice now
Hall and Oates were singing
The funny notes that you were always bringing,
girl
And elevator's closing
Hard to hide when love is so exposing

[Chorus]
| B | F# | B  | F# |
| G | D  | E  | -  |
| B | F# | B  | F# |
| A | E  | F# | -  |

And I feel your face getting wet
Like the color red of roulette
And I place my losing bet
On your side
And I see your eyes of regret
But you gave as good as you get
Like a Massachusetts thrеat
Running wild

[Bridge]
| D5 C#5 | D5 C#5 | D5 C#5 | F#5 E5 |
| D5 C#5 | D5 C#5 | D5 C#5 | F#5 E5 |
| D5 C#5 | D5 C#5 | D5 C#5 | F#5 E5 |
| D5 C#5 | D5 C#5 | D5 C#5 | F#5 E5 |

When I grow   up,  Villanova
Light me up   when you decide
Start aroma  of your Tacoma
A tiny box   where we reside
Abattle tested,  a life invested
Duly noted and denied
Afully loaded,  space encoded
A quiet night   out in the sky

[Verse 3]
| F# | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |
| -  | - | - | - |

Your stack of lies was daunting
A tribute to your mind but way more haunting,
now
A talking psycho killer
We'd trade the heads of even Henry Miller,
now
Conspiracy's a theory
I wonder, Tim, if this could be your Leary,
love
She act like Marlon Brando
Born online inside the San Fernando

[Outro]
| F# |

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