Stranger chords by BoyWithUke

• Capo on 3rd
• Difficulty: Intermediate

Key: Fm

Intro:

N.C.
Baby, oh, my little baby
N.C.
I'm no stranger, no-no strange—

Verse 1:
          Dm             Am7
She was a stranger, a mysterious soul
          Gm7
I couldn't read her
            Bb7          A7
She got the eyes of a ghost
           Dm                Am7
Too far to walk back to my hotel down in Brooklyn
       Gm7                       Bb7
Hoping that nobody's looking for me
    A7             Dm                 Am7
She says she got a boyfriend, but she wants to get a drink
             Gm7                   Bb7           A7
It's not the weekend and she got a class for Ivy League
             Dm               Am7                             Gm7    Bb7 A7
She's just a stranger, but it seems as if she doesn't want to be

Chorus:
Dm   Am7
Ooh, tell me what you want
      Gm7
The barista has no patience
       Bb7             A7
And my parka's in the car
Dm     Am7
  Ooh, tell me what you're on
      Gm7
I can tell you're somewherе else
                Bb7
You're slipping in and out of
A7
In and out of

Post-Chorus:
Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da

Verse 2:
Dm                             Am7
  Shе says she hopes I'm doing well
           Gm7                    Bb7
That I'm incredible to see, can't lie
                   A7
My heart skipped a beat
       Dm                                Am7
When I saw her through a shrouded veil
               Gm7                       Bb7           A7
But she like a wolf in sheep's wool, she tryna play it cool
         Dm                          Am7
As if we go way back as friends, she tryna make some sort of sense
                Gm7                               Bb7             A7
Why the hell we in this parking lot talking 'bout things we never did
                Dm
Throwback to my busboy days
                          Am7
Back when I had a 40 hour week, and a shitshow pay
               Gm7
Lay off on the weekends
                          Bb7
Swam so far but everybody tweaking
             A7
I just wanna sleep all day

Chorus:
Dm   Am7
Ooh, tell me what you want
      Gm7
The barista has no patience
       Bb7             A7
And my parka's in the car
Dm     Am7
  Ooh, tell me what you're on
      Gm7
I can tell you're somewherе else
                Bb7
You're slipping in and out of
A7
In and out of

Post-Chorus:
Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da


Bridge:
Dm              C
Confident in my life
Am7
Eyes glued to my body
           Gm7
Said she's sorry for the fall out
             Bb7              A7
I've been on xans and testing molly
      Dm                C
Maybe this time I might fade
Am7
Falling to former ways
    Gm7                         Bb7        A7
Somebody, tell somebody I'm not capable of change

Verse 3:
Dm            C            Am7
  She from Manhattan but I smell the cat from down in staten
Gm7                     Bb7
  She want the 7 figure package
        A7
I'm not finished packing
Dm7                 Am7
  I used to think I didn't want to chase the bag
      Gm7                      Bb7            A7
But a sell out with no soul is akin to what I had
             Dm7               C
Fucking this bitch, met on the internet
            Am7
She sucking dick, no one I ever met
         Gm7
My money big, my attitude feminine
          Bb7                       A7
Call me a bitch 'cause I smell like cinnamon
    Dm7                         C
But I've been working harder in silence
              Am7
Half of these people never seen violence
            Gm7                                Bb7
Half of the shit that I say is timeless, and rhymeless
    A7
And I've been out of-
Dm
… fuck

Chorus:
Dm   Am7
Ooh, tell me what you want
      Gm7
The barista has no patience
       Bb7             A7
And my parka's in the car
Dm     Am7
  Ooh, tell me what you're on
      Gm7
I can tell you're somewherе else
                Bb7
You're slipping in and out of
A7
In and out of

Post-Chorus:
Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Dm
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Am7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da
Gm7
Thought, thought, thought, thought
Bb7               A7
Thought, thought, ta, da-da-da-da

Outro:
Cm7
Baby, oh, my little baby
       D#M7
I'm no stranger, no-no strange—