Dress Up In You(Chords)

	        C#              F# 
I'm the singer, I'm the singer in the band 
C#              F# 
You're the loser, I won't dismiss you out of hand 
Bbm              F# 
Cos you've got a beautiful face 
  G# 
It will take you places 


C# 
You kept running 
F#                             C# 
You've got money, you've got fame 
               F#                            Bbm 
Every morning I see your picture from the train 

Now you're an actress! 
F# 
So says your résumé 
G# 
You're made of card 
G#                                        C# 
You couldn't act your way out of a paper bag 


C#             F#                        C# 
You got lucky, you ain't talking to me now 

Little Miss Plucky 
F#                            Bbm 
Pluck your eyebrows for the crowd 

Get on the airplane 
F# 
You give me stomach pain 
G# 
I wish that you were here 
                                   C# 
We would have had a lot to talk about 


C# 
We had a deal there 
F#                              C# 
We nearly signed it with our blood 

An understanding 
F#                                  Bbm 
I thought that you would keep your word 

I'm disappointed 
F# 
I'm aggravated 
G# 
It's a fault I have, I know 
G# 
When things don't go my way I have to 


Bbm             F 
Blow up in the face of my rivals 
C#                         Eb 
I swear and I rant, I make quite an arrival 
G#m             Eb 
The men are surprised by the language 
      B(9)                   G#                          C# 
They act so discreet, they are hypocrites so fuck them too! 


C# 
I always loved you 
F#                         C# 
You always had a lot of style 
C#                 F#                               Bbm 
              I'd hate to see you on the pile 
Of 'nearly-made-it' s 
F# 
You've got the essence, dear 
G# 
If I could have a second skin 
G# 
I'd probably dress up in you 


C# 
You're a star now 
F#                      C# 
I am fixing people's nails 

I'm knitting jumpers 
G#                   Bbm 
I'm working after hours 

I've got a boyfriend 
F# 
I've got a feeling that 
G# 
he's seeing someone else 
G# 
He always had a thing for you as well 


Bbm            F 
Blow up in the face of my rivals 
C# 
I swear and I rant 
Eb 
I make quite an arrival 
G#m              Eb 
The men are surprised by the language 
  B(9) 
They act so discreet 
G# 
they are hypocrites forget them 
             C# 
So fuck them too
	        

Written by Belle And Sebastian