Song: Slit Skirts

Band: Pete Townshend
Composed By: Pete Townshend

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Date: Sun, 25 Jun 1995 21:59:42 GMT
From: kenny@gil.net (Kenny Sahr)
Subject: CRD: Slit Skirts by Pete Townshend

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SLIT SKIRTS
INTRO:
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VERSE I:
I was just thirty-four years old and I was still
Bbm
Wandering in a haze
Absus4                 Ab

I was wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were
F#sus4                             F#

Lost in a maze
Ebsus4          Eb

I don't know why I thought I should have some kind of
Bbm
Divine right to the blues
Absus4                    Ab

It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the
F#sus4                             F#

Front Page sad news.
Ebsus4         Eb

The incense burned away and the
Bb(add2)
Stench began to rise
Ebmaj7
And lovers now estranged avoided
Bb(add2)
Catching each others' eyes
Ebmaj7
PRE-CHORUS I:
And girls who lost their children cursed the
Fmaj7                    Cmaj7
Men who fit the coil
Fmaj7           Cmaj7
And men not fit for marriage took their
Fmaj7               Cmaj7
Refuge in the oil
Fmaj7         Cmaj7
No-one respects the flame quite like the
Gmaj7               Dmaj7
Fool who's badly burned
Gmaj7            Dmaj7
>From all this you'd imagine that there
Gmaj7                Dmaj7
Must be something learned . . .
C11
CHORUS I
Slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those
C

Slit skirts, and I don't ever wear no
F(add2)
Ripped shirts, can't pretend that growing older
Am7
Never hurts.
Bb(add2)
Knee-pants, Jeanie never wears those
C

Knee-pants, have to be so drunk to try a
F(add2)
New dance, so afraid of every little
Am7
Romance . . .
Bb(add2)
Slit skirts, slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those
D

Slit skirts, slit skirts, she wouldn't dare in those
Bm
Slit skirts, slit skirts, wouldn't be seen dead in those
Gmaj7
Slit skirts
C11
Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up
D

Romance?  Why can't we drink it up
Bm
True-heart romance, just need a brief new little
Gmaj7
Romance . . .
C11

VERSE II

Let me tell you some more about myself, you know I'm sitting at home
just now.
The big events of the day have passed and the late TV shows have come
on.
I'm number one on the home team, but I still feel unfulfilled. A
silent voice
in a broken heart complains that I'm unskilled. And I know that when
she
thinks of me, she thinks of me as him, but unlike me she don't workout
her
frustrations in the gym.

Recriminations fester and the past can never change, a woman's
expectations
run from both ends of the range.

Once she walked with untamed lovers face between her legs,
Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg...


[Repeat VERSE I, PRE-CHORUS I & CHORUS I]


FADE

[Repeat last four lines of CHORUS I]

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I was just thirty-four years old and I was still wandering in a haze
I was wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were
Lost in a maze

I don't know why I thought I should have some kind of
Divine right to the blues
It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the
Front page sad news.

The incense burned away and the stench began to rise
And lovers now estranged avoided catching each others' eyes

And girls who lost their children cursed the men who fit the coil
And men not fit for marriage took their refuge in the oil
No one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burned
From all this you'd imagine that there must be something learned

Slit skirts, Jeanie never wears those slit skirts
I don't ever wear no ripped shirts
Can't pretend that growing older never hurts.

Knee pants, Jeanie never wears no knee pants
Have to be so drunk to try a new dance
So afraid of every new romance

Slit skirts, slit skirt
Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt
She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt
Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt

Slit skirts, slit skirt
Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt
She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt
Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt

Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up romance?
Why can't we drink it up true heart romance
Just need a brief new romance

Let me tell you some more about myself, you know I'm sitting at home just now.
The big events of the day are passed and the late TV shows have come around.
I'm number one in the home team, but I still feel unfulfilled.
A silent voice in her broken heart complaining that I'm unskilled.

And I know that when she thinks of me, she thinks of me as him,
But, unlike me, she don't work off her frustration in the gym.

Recriminations fester and the past can never change
A woman's expectations run from both ends of the range

Once she walked with untamed lovers' face between her legs
Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg

Slit skirts, Jeanie never wears those slit skirts
And I don't ever wear no ripped shirts
Can't pretend that growing older never hurts

Knee pants, Jeanie never wears no knee pants
We have to be so drunk to try a new dance
So afraid of every new romance

Slit skirts, slit skirt
Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt
She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt
Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt

Slit skirts, slit skirt
Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt
She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt
Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt

Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up romance?
Why can't we drink it up true heart romance
Just need a brief new romance

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    Release Date: 1982

    Moods: Dramatic, Poignant, Reflective, Sophisticated, Theatrical

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