The Good Life Album of the Year Standard Tuning This is my first tab which I transcribed from an acoustic version. Sounds right to me, hope you enjoy it as much as I do. Chords Am7 G/B F/C (you can substitute F if you'd like) e------0----------3--------x-----------------------------| B------1----------3--------1-----------------------------| G------0----------0--------2-----------------------------| D------2----------0--------3-----------------------------| A------0----------2--------3-----------------------------| E------x----------x--------x-----------------------------| Am7* Intro (x4) before the D minor play this instead e--------0---0---0---0---0----------------|----------------| B--------1---1---1---1---1----------------|----------------| G--------0---0---0---0---0----------------|----------------| D--------2---2---2---2---2----------------|-----------0----| A----0-------0---0---0---0------2---0-----|-------2--------| E----------------------------3------------|----3-----------| Dm G C G/B Am7*(x2) The first time that I met her I was throwing up in the ladies room stall Dm G C G/B Am7 She asked me if I needed anything I said I think I spilled my drink G Am7*(x2) And that's how it started or so I'd like to believe Dm G C G/B Am7*(x2) She took me to her mother's house outside of town where the stars hang down Dm G C G/B Am7 She said she'd never seen someone so lost, I said I'd never felt so found G D Am7*(x2) and then I kissed her on the cheek and so she kissed me on the mouth whoa whoa whoa Dm G C G/B Am7*(x2) The spring was popping daises up round rusted trunks and busted lawn chairs Dm G C G/B Am7 We moved into a studio in Council Bluffs to save a couple bucks G Am7*(x2) Where the mice came out at night, neighbors were screaming all the time Dm G C G/B Am7*(x2) We'd make love in the afternoons to Chelsea Girls and Bachelor Number 2 Dm G C G/B Am7 I'd play for her some songs I wrote, she'd joke and say I'm shooting through the roof G Am7*(x2) I'd say they're all for you dear I'll write the Album of the Year. Dm G And I know she loved me then, I swear to God she did C G/B Am7 It was the way she'd bite my lower lip and push her hips against my hips Dm G/B Am7*(x4) and dig her nails so deep into my skin. (Mute Strings) Fast Strum Am7 The first time that I met her I was convinced I had finally found the one (Mute Strings) Fast Strum Am7 She was convinced I was under the influence of all those drunken romantics G Am7*(x2) I was reading Fante at the time I had Bukowski on the mind Dm G C G/B Am7*(x2) She got a job at Jacobs serving cocktails to the local drunks Dm G C G/B Am7 Against her will I fit the bill I perched down at the end of the bar G Am*(x2) She said, Space is not just a place for stars I gave you an inch you want a house with a yard Dm G But I know she loved me once, but those days are done C G/B Am7 She used to call me everyday from a pay phone on her break for lunch Dm G C just to say she can't wait to come home G/B Am7 F Ohhhh Ohhhh To come home Ohhhh Ohhhhh C G/B Am7*(x4) to come hooooooooome come home Dm G C G/B Am7*(x2) The last time that I saw her she was picking through which records were hers Dm G C G/B Am7 Her clothes were packed in boxes, with some pots and pans and books and a toaster G Just then a mouse scurried across the floor C G we just started laughing til it didn't hurt Am7 F just started laughing til it didn't hurt C G just started laughing til it didn't hurt Am7 F end on C just started laughing 'til it didn't hurt