Intro
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C#6sus4 G7 F#
D#m G6sus4 B
F# B F#
[Verse]
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With his back against the San Francisco traffic
C#6sus4 G7 F#
On the bridges side that faces towards the jail
D#m G6sus4 B
Setting out to join a demographic,
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He hoists his first leg up over the rail.
F# B F#
D# phone call's made, police cars show up quickly.
C#6sus4 G7 F#
The sergeant slams his passenger door.
D#m G6sus4 B
He says, Hey son why don't you talk through this with me,
F# B F#
Just tell me what you're doing it for.
[Chorus]
D#m F#
Oh, it's a little bit of everything,
D#m A#m
It's the mountains, it's the fog,
B F#
It's the news at six o'clock,
C#6sus4 G7
It's the death of my first dog.
F# B
It's the angels up above me,
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It's the song that they don't sing,
C#6sus4 G7 F#
It's a little bit of everything.
[Verse]
F# B F#
There's an older man who stands in a buffet line,
C#6sus4 G7 F#
He is smiling and he's holding out his plate,
D#m G6sus4 B
And the further he looks back into his timeline,
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That hard road always led him to today.
F# B F#
Making up for when his bright future had left him,
C#6sus4 G7 F#
Making up for the fact that his only son is gone,
D#m G6sus4 B
And letting everything out once, his server asks him,
F# B F#
Have you figured out yet, what it is you want?
[Chorus]
D#m F#
I want a little bit of everything,
D#m A#m
The biscuits and the beans,
B F#
Whatever helps me to forget about
C#6sus4 G7
The things that brought me to my knees.
F# B
So pile on those mashed potatoes,
F# F#/F D#m
And an extra chicken wing,
C#6sus4 G7 F#
I'm having a little bit of everything.
[Solo]
[Verse]
F# B F#
Somewhere a pretty girl is writing invitations,
C#6sus4 G7 F#
To a wedding she has scheduled for the fall,
D#m G6sus4 B
Her man says, Baby, can I make an observation?
F# B F#
You don't seem to be having any fun at all.
F# B F#
She said, You just worry about your groomsmen and your shirt-size,
C#6sus4 G7 F#
And rest assured that this is making me feel good,
D#m G6sus4 B
I think that love is so much easier than you realize,
F# B F#
If you can give yourself to someone, then you should.
[Chorus]
D#m F#
Cause it's a little bit of everything,
D#m A#m
The way you joke, the way you ache,
B F#
It is getting up before you,
C#6sus4 G7
So I could watch you as you wake.
F# B
So on the day in late September,
F# F#/F D#m
It's not some stupid little ring,
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I'm getting a little bit of everything.
D#m F#
Oh, it's a little bit of everything,
D#m A#m
It's the matador and the bull,
B F#
It's the suggested daily dosage,
C#6sus4 G7
It's the red moon when it's full.
F# B
All these psychics and these doctors,
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They're all right and they're all wrong,
F# B
It's like trying to make out every word,
F# D#m
When they should simply hum along.
F# B
It's not some message written in the dark,
F# F#/F D#m
Or some truth that no one's sees,
C#6sus4 G7 F#
It's a little bit of everything.
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