Ty Segall - You Make The Sun Fry

      [Verse 1]
C7
Ever since a modern man
Bb7
Made himself an iron hand
Ab7
I was trapped inside again
F             Ab
Trying to get out
C7
Oh won't you take me to the hill?
Bb7
Put me in your Coupe de Ville
Ab7
Tell me that you love me still
F            Ab     
We could get out of here

[Chorus]
G   F         C
Oh, life is a story
G         F     C
Won't you be my story, girl?
     Bb7  A7  Ab7  G7
Your eyes are blue skies

[Verse 2]
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We could eat the tasty pieces
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Of the peaches on the beaches
Ab7
Tell me what would be such fun
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Sitting in the garden sun
C7
And you could go and meet my mom
Bb7
We could sit there all day long
Ab7
Tell me what would be so wrong
F     Ab         
Oh so wrong with that?

[Chorus]
G   F         C
Oh, life is a story
G         F     C
Won't you be my story, girl?
     Bb7  A7  Ab7  G7
Your eyes are gold skies
     Bb7   A7       Ab7 G7
That shows them the sun-fries
    Bb7 A7  Ab7 G7
And you saw no--thing
    Bb7  A7    Ab7 G7
You made me so ha--ppy!

[Solo]
C7 Bb7 Ab7 F Ab7
C7 Bb7 Ab7 F Ab7

[Outro]
G   F         C
Oh, life is a story
G         F     C
Won't you be my story, girl?
     Bb7  A7  Ab7   G7
Your eyes are blood-shot