I never met Peter Laughner. He died of acute pancreatitis brought on by drinking and drugging. I understand that this song may have been recorded a few nights before he died.
You can get more guitar tuning assistance from myspace.com/peterlaughner.
Sylvia Plath was never too good at math
A A A E
But they tell me that she finished at the head of her class
C#m C#m
And if she lost any virginity
B B
She didn't lose it too fast
A A A G#
They couldn't hold any dress rehearsals for Sylvia Plath.
E E E E
A E A E
Sylvia Plath came into Manhattan
A A A E
She had crawled out one cocoon where there was absolutely nothing happenin
C#m
She said "If I'm gonna be classless and crass,
B
I'm gonna break up some glass".
A A A G#
Nobody broke anything sharper than Sylvia Plath
E E E E
C#m C#m B B A A B B
E E E E
A E A E
There's no romance in excuses, there's just a dance in the aftermath
A A A E
And when you check out of this hotel Jack, you're nothing but an autograph
C#m
The desk clerk wakes up around seven
B B
And he tosses it out with the trash
A A A G#
But he might keep around a couple of letters return-addressed to Sylvia Plath
E E E E
A E A A
Sylvia Plath woke up and turned on the gas
A A A E
Then she put her head down and completely forgot about lighting a match
C#m C#m
The rest of the details
B B
Are just too boring to attach
A A A G# E
But let's see you do one thing as graceful as Sylvia Plath
A A A G# E
Aw, let's see you do one thing as graceful as Sylvia Plath
A A A G# E E7
Yes, let's see you do one thing as senselessly cruel as Sylvia Plath
The album is "Take The Guitar Player For A Ride" and you can unzip it here: [find the code to return the reader to your site a ref: something ] http://www.box.net/shared/o9m9a7mc37
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