Cheeseburger in paradise

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From uunet!haven.umd.edu!wam.umd.edu!bam Thu Jul 2 10:57:39 PDT 1992 Article: 467 of alt.guitar.tab Newsgroups: alt.guitar.tab Path: nevada.edu!uunet!haven.umd.edu!wam.umd.edu!bam From: bam@wam.umd.edu (Brian Michalowski) Subject: Cheeseburger in Paradise Message-ID: <1992Jul2.131444.16335@wam.umd.edu> Sender: usenet@wam.umd.edu (USENET News system) Nntp-Posting-Host: rac2.wam.umd.edu Organization: University of Maryland at College Park Date: Thu, 2 Jul 1992 13:14:44 GMT Lines: 63 I'm finally starting to type up the chords for the songs on Jimmy Buffett's _Songs You Know By Heart_. I'm trying to do this at work, So it will take a while. Anyway, here's "Cheeseburger in Paradise" : % = eighth rest Cheeseburger in Paradise Intro: Bm A | Bm G | Bm A D | ______ _______ _______ | | | | % | | | | | % | | | | | % | | | / / / / /. / / / / /. / / / / / / O G A D Tried to a-mend my car- nivorous hab-its Made it nearly seventy days Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds E A Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays. But at G A D G A Night I'd have these won-derful dreams, some kind of sensuous treat. Bm G D G D Not zuc-chini, fettu-cini or bul-gar wheat, but a big G D A D warm bun and a huge hunk of meat. Chorus: G A D Cheese- burger in paradise Heaven on earth with an on-ion slice Not too par-ticular, not too precise, I'm just a G D A D cheese-burger in para-dise Additional lyrics: Heard about the old-time sailor men They eat the same thing again and again Warm beer and bread they said could raise the dead Well, it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn. But times have changed for sailors these days When I'm in port I get what I need. Not just Havanas or bananas or daiquiris But that American creation on which I feed. (chorus) I like mine with lettuce and tomato Heinz 57 and French fried potatoes \__ GUITAR Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer / TACET HERE Well, good God Almighty, which way do I steer for my / (chorus) -- Brian Michalowski | "Without music, life would | "I'm sure I'd feel much Bam@wam.umd.edu | be a mistake." -- Nietzsche | worse if I wasn't under "Music was his life; it was not his livelihood." | such heavy sedation." -- Harry Chapin, "Mr. Tanner" | -- from _Spinal Tap_

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