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Arctic Monkeys - Star Treatment: chords

Cm7                              F7
I just wanted to be one of The Strokes
                Cm7
Now look at the mess you made me make
F7                             Cm7
Hitchhiking with a monogrammed suitcase
F7                  A#maj7                 A#7
Miles away from any half-useful imaginary highway

Cm7                     F7
I'm a big name in deep space, ask your mates
Cm7             F7
But golden boy's  in bad shape
  Cm7
I found out the hard way that
F7                       A#maj7
Here ain't no place for dolls like you and me
A#7
Everybody's on a barge

Cm7                        F7
Floating down the endless stream of great TV
Cm7   F7
   1984, 2019

Cm7                      F7
Maybe I was a little too wild in the '70s
Cm7                 F7
Rocket-ship grease down the cracks of my knuckles
Cm7             F7
Karate bandana, warp speed chic
Cm7                    F7
Hair down to there, impressive moustache
Cm7                           F7
Love came in a bottle with a twist-off cap
A#maj7                         A#7
Let's all have a swig and do a hot lap

Chorus:
Gm                      F7
  So who you gonna call?
Gm A#maj7 A#7  D#        F# D#
   The    martini police?
A#maj7 A#7                        Cm7          F7
        Baby, that isn't how they look tonight,
oh no
Cm7 F7              Cm7    F7               A#maj7 A#7
It took the light forever to get to your eyes


I just wanted to be one of those ghosts
You thought that you could forget
And then I haunt you via the rear view mirror
On a long drive from the back seat
But it's alright, 'cause you love me
And you recognise that it ain't how it should be
Your eyes are heavy and the weather's getting ugly
So pull over, I know the place
Don't you know an apparition is a cheap date?
What exactly is it you've been drinking these days?
Jukebox in the corner, "Long Hot Summer"
They've got a film up on the wall
and it's dark enough to dance
What do you mean you've never seen Blade Runner?

Oh, maybe I was a little too wild in the '70s
Back down to earth with a lounge singer shimmer
Elevator down to my make-believe residency
From the honeymoon suite
Two shows a day, four nights a week
Easy money

Chorus:
So who you gonna call?
The Martini Police
So who you gonna call?
The Martini Police
Oh, baby, that isn't how they look tonight
It took the light absolutely forever to get to your eyes

And as we gaze skyward, ain't it dark early?
It's the star treatment
Yeah, and as we gaze skyward, ain't it dark early?
It's the star treatment
It's the star treatment
The star treatment

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