Howard Johnson (CHORDS) by Wrinkle Neck Mules

[Verse]~
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Beneath that yellow glowing street lamp

  ~G               ~D
A pretty girl sat weeping

~D             ~Bm                  ~G                ~D
Same way I’ve seen her do about a hundred times before

~D                  ~Bm          ~G                ~D
Tears were falling down into a puddle upon the asphalt

~D              ~Bm             ~G             ~D    ~D
Pretty one’s a crying in that Ho Jo parking lot


[Verse]~
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It was the first time in my sixteen years that I heard Mr. Big played

~D                  ~Bm                   ~G           ~D
Not the one you’re thinking of it’s the lyrics of a pimp

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Coming out hard, we were living large

~D                     ~Bm          ~G        ~D
In the Howard Johnson parking lot Saturday night


[Chorus]~
~G                    ~Em
Feel your way into a blue lit room

~D                                                      ~A                          ~G
Where the smoke’s so thick from the cigarettes and the weed your brother bought you


[Verse]~
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Katie got her braces off at 12 o’clock on Thursday

~D                      ~Bm                    ~G               ~D
If the evening goes as planned then we’ll be frenching in my car

~D        ~Bm                ~G             ~D
Too many coolers and she’s puking in the bushes

~D                     ~Bm          ~G        ~D
Of the Howard Johnson parking lot Saturday night


[Chorus]~
~G                    ~Em
Feel your way into a blue lit room

~D                                                      ~A                          ~G
Where the smoke’s so thick from the cigarettes and the weed your brother bought you


~G ~A
~G ~A


[Bridge]~
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Hazy rings around the moon

~D          ~Em                   ~G              ~A
Forget the springtime cause the summers coming soon

~D     ~Em         ~G
Everything seems just right

        ~D              ~C       ~G
You can feel it in the air tonight

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And you can feel it in the air tonight


[Verse]~
~D                             ~Bm                  ~G              ~D
Well, the pretty one is still weeping ‘neath that yellow glowing street lamp

~D                   ~Bm                   ~G                ~D
I really wish she’d knock it off but you know I won’t say so

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Probably go console her and try to take her home

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So we can make out in her driveway on Silver Spur Road