'100 Girls' by Stroke 9 - Guitar Tutorial

            Stroke 9 - 100 Girls
Transcripted by - Guido Botindari

intro
D D A G A G

Verse 1:
Guitar1 
e ---------------------------------------------------
B ---------------------------------------------------
G -----------------------------0-----------0---------
D ---0-4-0---0-7-0-------7---7---------4-4---4h2p4-0-
A ---------------------------------------------------
E ---------------------------------------------------

Guitar2            
e --------------------------------------------------
B --------------------------------------------------
G -7-7-----7-7--------------------------------------
D -7-7-----7-7-----7-7-----------5-5----------------
A -5-5-----5-5------7-7-----------5-5---------------
E --------------------5-5------------3-3------------

Chorus:
e -5-3-2-0--------------------------------------
B ---------3-2-0--------------------------------
G ---------------2-0----------------------------
D -------------------4-2-0----------------------
A -------------------------4-2-0----------------
E -------------------------------3--------------

e ----------------------------------------------
B ----------------------------------------------
G ---7-7-7-7------------------------------------
D ---7-7-7-7-7-7-5-5----------------------------
A ---5-5-5-5-7-7-5-5----------------------------
E -----------5-5-3-3----------------------------


D	 	D 	
100 girls or maybe more 
		A
Who left me passed out on the floor 
		G
I know it might be wrong 
		A
I had to write this song 
			G
For a hundred girls and hundreds more 

[D D A G] X2

	D
There was Katherine in Manhattan 
	D
Her mouth was always laughin' 
	A
She's always a distraction 
'Cuz she always wants some action 
	D
At 1 she took me in a cab 
	D
2 in a Soho bar 
	D
3 she got real bad and jumped me in a subway car 

[D D A G] X2

These are Mary's voodoo ways 
We would stay in bed for days 
In an alligator haze 
In her swampy Southern place 
She broke me down on Bourbon Street 
Curled up at her feet 
As Mary flashed the parades 
I fixed myself with hurricanes 

100 girls or maybe more 
Who left me passed out on the floor 
I wish I heard you tell me 
Make up your mind 
Wake up 
Make up your mind make up your mind 

This is Daisy, this is crazy 
Always telling me I'm lazy 
Her endurance would amaze me 
And her swearing didn't phase me 
It was based upon a sweet lie 
Like a butterfly she showed herself in many phases 
And had a thing for public places 
Late at night in Fenway Park 
She led me naked through the dark 
Daisy let me suffer there, smothered in my underwear 

There was Alison and here's the thing 
I thought that she was 17 
She was 18 but looked 16 
And told me she was 23 
Valerie who hated money 
Stuck me to the sheets with honey 
Caroline from Amsterdam took off with some other band 
Megan, Kim and the rest 
I love you all and that's the test 
If I wake up in time how will I make up my mind