Guitar tablature for "Some Days Are Made For Smoking" by "Brainpool"

Artist: Brainpool
Piece: Some Days Are Made For Smoking
Instrument: Guitar
Submitter: gurka
Tab provided by tTabs

|  E   |  F#  | A  H |  E   |

            E
How do you do I have missed you

since you went away
         F#
I do my best not to think about you

every day
             A                    H
just wanna know why you've gotta be
                E
the one that I love

I saw your picture in the paper

just the other day
               F#
You looked so cool with all the girls

and that guy who's gay
          A           H
I'm on a diet of magazines
         E
and cigarettes

A          H                E
I lock my door and stay in bed
            C#m              A
I dream of love in gold and red
           H                E
it may be silly but I do it anyway
A           H                E
I think of you and what you said
             C#m             A
what's going on inside your head
               H         E       E    E    E
some days are made for smoking

I spend an hour a day by the telephone
        F#
I only call when I'm sure that you're

not alone
             A                      H
but it's so good just to hear your voice
                     E
on the answering machine

I write 600 letters to you every day
        F#
then I tear them apart

and throw them away
       A
and I'm sure that
                        H
when I've finished this one
                     E
It will go the same way

F#                  H
I'm not asking for much
F#                  H
all I want is your full attention
         H    Bbm     G#m
and your everlasting love
       H   Bbm  G#m
your true pure love
F#                   H
and you've got to believe that

H          C#               F#
I lock my door and stay in bed
            Ebm              H
I dream of love in gold and red
           C#               F#
it may be silly but I do it anyway
H          C#                F#
I think of you and what you said
             Ebm             H
what's going on inside your head
               C#          F#
some days are made for smoking

solo (chorus)(till end)