Aint That A Bitch

(Gm)                               (C) 
Up in smoke you‘ve lost another lover 
        (Gm)                          (C) 
As you take a hit of your last cigarette 
   (Ab)        (Bb) 
Strung out, burnt out, yeah 
        (Cm)                        (Bb) 
you‘re down on your luck and you don‘t give a huh 
          (Ab)                (Bb) 
‘til the best part of you starts to switch 
Ain‘t that a bitch 
 
  (Cm)             (F) 
Freak out, I‘m alone now 
   (Bb)                           (Eb) 
I feel just like I‘m losin‘ my mind 
        (Bb)               (Cm) 
‘cause love is like the right dress 
         (Ab) 
On the wrong girl 
     (Eb)                           (Bb) 
You never know what you‘re gonna find 
      (Cm)                   (F) 
You think you‘re high and fine as wine 
          (Bb)                      (Eb) 
Then you wind up like a dog in a ditch 
        (Bb)              (Cm) 
‘Cause love is like a wrong turn 
      (Ab)         (F) 
On a cold night     yeah 
              (Eb)     (Cdim)   (Ab)   (Eb) 
Ain‘t that a bitch 
 
      (Cm)                     (F) 
In a daze,in the throes of emotion 
         (Cm)                (F) 
You see God in the Devil‘s eyes 
          (Ab)      (Bb) 
Then you fall so far from grace 
     (Cm)                            (Bb) 
You wouldn‘t know a kiss If it was on your face 
         (Ab)                         (Bb) 
You can tell it to the jury But you ain‘t got no case 
 
Freak out, I‘m alone now 
I feel just like I‘m losin‘my mind 
‘cause love is like the right dress 
On the wrong girl 
You never know what you‘re gonna find 
The gal was fine as calamine but not 
enough to scratch a seven year itch 
‘cause love is like the last licks outta Hendrix 
Yeah, ain‘t that a bitch 
 
Guitar Solo 
(G)  (C)  (G)  (C)  (G)  (C) 
 
Then you feel so out of place 
Lickin‘ up the arsenic 
From the same old lace 
You know the stuff is poison 
But you gotta have a taste, you gotta 
 
Freak out, I‘m alone now 
I feel just like I‘m losin‘ my mind 
‘cause love is like the right dress 
On the wrong girl 
You never know what you‘re gonna find 
You think you‘re high and fine as wine 
Then you wind up with your face in the ditch 
                       (Cm)      (Cm/Bb) 
‘cause love is like a warm gun 
      (Ab)       (Ab/G)  (F)                    (Eb)  (Cdim) (Ab) (Eb) 
On a cold night       yeah, ain‘t that a bitch