Beck Nitemare Hippy Girl (ver 2) chords

Nitemare Hippy Girl (ver 2) by Beck

                     Bb       A               Bb    A
She took me off my guard with disappointment
         Bb           A         Bb     A
I got sucked inside of her apartment
                  Bb           A           Bb    A
She's got dried-up flowers, flaky skin
     Bb         A                     Bb           A             C
A beaded necklace and a bottle of gin

              G                  F         C
She's a nightmare hippy girl
                                G            F             C
With her skinny fingers fondling' my world
            G                      F           C
She's a whimsical, tragical beauty
        G                 F                          Am
Self-conscious and a little bit moody

C                  F              Am

           Bb           A               Bb    A
It's a new age letdown in my face
                 Bb       A                          Bb          A
She's so spaced out and there ain't no space
                  Bb       A                   Bb               A
She's got marijuana on the bathroom tile
          Bb       A                              Bb            A                    C
I'm caught in a vortex, she's changing' my style

               G                 F        C
She's a nightmare hippy girl
                                G              F             C
With her skinny fingers fondling' my world
              G                   F             C
She's a whimsical, tragical beauty
        G              F               Am
Uptight and a little bit snooty

C            F             Am
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

C            G              F                 C (repeated through verse)
She's a magical, sparkling' tease
She's a rainbow choking' the breeze
Yo, she's busting' out onto the scene
With nightmare bogus poetry
She's a melted avocado on the shelf
She's the science of herself
She's spazzing out on a cosmic level
And she's meditating with the devil
She's cooking salad for breakfast
She's got tofu the size of Texas
She's a witness to her own glory
She's a never-ending story
She's a frolicking depression
She's a self-inflicted obsession
She's got a thousand lonely husbands
She's playing' footsie in another dimension
She's a goddess milking her time

F                    Am
For all that it's worth