Every Fxxking City

A we argued on the channel train to paris E the vanrougue helped us make it sweet again Bm but by the time that we got down to lyon A everything i said was wrong E and you cursed me in the rain A we split up for a while in barcelona E we met up six days later in madrid Bm i was hoping that the break would make it go a little better for us A E and for a little while it almost did D now i’m in a bar in copenhagen A and i’m tryin’ hard to forget your name G E and i’m staring at the label of a bottle of cervasa A and every fxxking city looks the same A you said to call me when i got to london E a french girl said you’d left a note Bm i said to her ’i like your accent’ and she thought i sounded funny A E so we ended up drinking in soho A foolishly i followed you to dublin E like a ghost i walked the streets of temple bar Bm and all the bright young things were throwing up their guinness in the gutters A E and once i thought i saw you from afar D now i’m in a nightclub in helsinki A and they’re playing la vida loca once again G and i can’t believe i’m dancing to this crap E but i’m a chance here A and every fxxking city sounds the same [ modulate up one step to B ] B at a cafe; in the port of amsterdam F# an email from you said you’d gone to rome C#m for a minute i thought maybe but my funds were running low B F# and anyway it sounded like you weren’t alone B so i headed north ’til i got to hamburg F# a chilly city suits a troubled soul C#m and on the reaperbahn i paid a woman far too much B F# to kick me out before i’d even reached my goal E now i’m in a restaurant in stockholm B and the waiter here wants me to know his name A and i can order sandwiches F# in seven different languages B but every fxxking city looks the same A F# arevaderci , au revoiur , auf weidersein , hasta la vista . . . . . baby B every fxxking city’s just the same .