Feeling Called Love

title : F . E . E . l . i . n . G . C . A . l . l . E . D . l . o . v . E . artist : pulp album : different class tabbed by : fabian valdivia this tab is based on the work of david fong , he’s correct on the verses ( the A5 chord ) , but the middle , Bridge and the Chorus is wrong so i worked a bit ( c’mon , is so simple ) . all credits for him ( and a little bit for me? = D ) chords : E A D G B E A5 5 7 7 9 5 5 Dm/F or F6 x x x 10 10 10 F x x x 10 10 8 Em/G or G6 x x x 12 12 12 G x x x 12 12 10 F/a or Am+ x x x 14 13 13 Am x x x 14 13 12 F . E . E . l . i . n . G . C . A . l . l . E . D . l . o . v . E . A5 the room is cold and has been like this for several months . if i close my eyes i can visualise everything in it . right down , right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down of the dressing table . and the world outside this room has also assumed a familiar shape . the same events shuffled in a slightly different order each day . just like a modern shopping centre . A5 and it’s so cold . yeah it’s so cold . ( | follow the pattern | ) Dm/F Dm/F F Dm/F Dm/F Dm/F F F F F what Em/G Em/G G Em/G Em/G Em/G G G G G is F/A F/A Am F/A F/A F/A Am Am Am Am this Em/G Em/G G Em/G Em/G Em/G G G G G feeling called love? Dm/F Dm/F F Dm/F Dm/F Dm/F F F F F why me? Em/G Em/G G Em/G Em/G Em/G G G G G why you? F/A F/A Am F/A F/A F/A Am Am Am Am why here? Em/G Em/G G Em/G Em/G Em/G G G G G and why now? ooh . Dm/F F Dm/F F it doesn’t make no sense , no . Em/G G Em/G G it’s not convenient , no . F/A Am F/A Am it doesn’t fit my plans , no . Em/G G Em/G G it’s something i don’t understand , oh . Dm/F F Dm/F F F . E . E . l . i . n . G . ( and as i stand and cross the room} Em/G G Em/G G C . A . double l . E . D . ( i feel as if my whole life has been leading to this one moment} F/A Am F/A Am l . o . v . E . {and as i touch your shoulder , tonight} Em/G G Em/G G oh , what is this thing that is happening to me? {this room has become the centre of the entire universe} so what do i do? i’ve got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach . like i’m standing on top of a very high building , oh yeah . all the stuff they tell you about in the movies but this isn’t chocolate boxes and roses . it’s dirtier than that , like some small animal that only comes out at night . and i see flashes of the shape of your breasts and the curve of your belly . and they make me have to sit down and catch my breath . and it’s so cold . yeah it’s so cold . what is this feeling called love? why me? why you? why here? and why now? ooh . it doesn’t make no sense , no . it’s not convenient , no . it doesn’t fit my plans . but i’ve got that taste in my mouth again , oh . F . F . F . l . i . n . G . {and the world begins to spin and spin outside the window} C . A . double l . E . D . {faster and faster and faster} l . o . v . E . {and this room has become the focus ) oh , what is this thing that is happening to me? ( around which everything else revolves} ( oh yeah! ) F . E . E . l . i . n . G . C . A . l . l . E . D . l . o . v . E . oh , what is this thing that is happening to me? oh yeah! oh yeah! oh yeah! oh yeah!