Intro
D G D
A6sus4 G7 D
Bm G6sus4 G
D G D
[Verse]
D G D
With his back against the San Francisco traffic
A6sus4 G7 D
On the bridges side that faces towards the jail
Bm G6sus4 G
Setting out to join a demographic,
D G D
He hoists his first leg up over the rail.
D G D
B phone call's made, police cars show up quickly.
A6sus4 G7 D
The sergeant slams his passenger door.
Bm G6sus4 G
He says, Hey son why don't you talk through this with me,
D G D
Just tell me what you're doing it for.
[Chorus]
Bm D
Oh, it's a little bit of everything,
Bm F#m
It's the mountains, it's the fog,
G D
It's the news at six o'clock,
A6sus4 G7
It's the death of my first dog.
D G
It's the angels up above me,
D D/C# Bm
It's the song that they don't sing,
A6sus4 G7 D
It's a little bit of everything.
[Verse]
D G D
There's an older man who stands in a buffet line,
A6sus4 G7 D
He is smiling and he's holding out his plate,
Bm G6sus4 G
And the further he looks back into his timeline,
D G D
That hard road always led him to today.
D G D
Making up for when his bright future had left him,
A6sus4 G7 D
Making up for the fact that his only son is gone,
Bm G6sus4 G
And letting everything out once, his server asks him,
D G D
Have you figured out yet, what it is you want?
[Chorus]
Bm D
I want a little bit of everything,
Bm F#m
The biscuits and the beans,
G D
Whatever helps me to forget about
A6sus4 G7
The things that brought me to my knees.
D G
So pile on those mashed potatoes,
D D/C# Bm
And an extra chicken wing,
A6sus4 G7 D
I'm having a little bit of everything.
[Solo]
[Verse]
D G D
Somewhere a pretty girl is writing invitations,
A6sus4 G7 D
To a wedding she has scheduled for the fall,
Bm G6sus4 G
Her man says, Baby, can I make an observation?
D G D
You don't seem to be having any fun at all.
D G D
She said, You just worry about your groomsmen and your shirt-size,
A6sus4 G7 D
And rest assured that this is making me feel good,
Bm G6sus4 G
I think that love is so much easier than you realize,
D G D
If you can give yourself to someone, then you should.
[Chorus]
Bm D
Cause it's a little bit of everything,
Bm F#m
The way you joke, the way you ache,
G D
It is getting up before you,
A6sus4 G7
So I could watch you as you wake.
D G
So on the day in late September,
D D/C# Bm
It's not some stupid little ring,
A6sus4 G7 D
I'm getting a little bit of everything.
Bm D
Oh, it's a little bit of everything,
Bm F#m
It's the matador and the bull,
G D
It's the suggested daily dosage,
A6sus4 G7
It's the red moon when it's full.
D G
All these psychics and these doctors,
D D/C# Bm
They're all right and they're all wrong,
D G
It's like trying to make out every word,
D Bm
When they should simply hum along.
D G
It's not some message written in the dark,
D D/C# Bm
Or some truth that no one's sees,
A6sus4 G7 D
It's a little bit of everything.
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