Honey We Can't Afford To Look This Cheap tab by The White Stripes

Tab by Ray Garza

Honey, We Can't Afford To Look This Cheap

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little lick before verse:

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F
Well I want to try and hold my head up high
                           C
In this busted-up pinto truck conversion between the broken concrete and the cloudy sky
     Bb
Well you have to make an effort with me
    C            Bb
Can you make it look like you're chauffeuring me
    F          C       F
There's enough gas to get us home now if we glide


F
When we took this job I thought that you knew the deal
                         C
I told the boss we had a Mercedes Benz but all we got in our yard is a steering wheel
    Bb
Well I can't borrow this tuxedo much longer
    C           Bb
Well we might have to cut and sell your long hair
 F            C     F
I don't mind you wearing a wig, but I won't steal


     Bb
Yeah well Honey, we can't afford to look this cheap
                            C
We need to make it look like we're high class, so we'll haul ourself on, we can't be beat
    Bb
I can't help but wonder, this time next year,
          F        C
will we be drinking Dom Pérignon or reheated beer, well
F        C          F
Honey, we can't afford to look this cheap

F
We have to keep up appearances as long as we can
                            C
There's too much to lose, our social status, well, our ice machine, and our ceiling fan
      Bb
And if they find out that we ain't real songwriters
C          Bb
That we go Dutch on cigarette lighters
F            C         F
We're gonna lose the paradise that's in our hands


   Bb
Well, honey, we can't afford to look this cheap
Got an image to live up to here
    C
In the best motel on Imposter Street
     Bb
While the Joneses are waltzing off to dinner
F
We're gluing old lottery tickets together
     C
Trying to make us a winner
   F        C          F