Intro:
   Gbm    D
   Gbm    D

Verse 1:
Gbm                    D
Young girl or a pretty meal?
                    Gbm    D
The line is just so fine,
Gbm                    D
Little Red walked out alone,
                          Gbm    D
Joining the buffet of the night.
        Bm                          Dbm      D
See the wolves, they wait and watch and howl hoping for a bite,
   Bm                Dbm            D
Of fresh meat on a busy street, the minute you're out of sight,
Gbm                      D
  Little Red walked out alone,
                          Gbm    D
Joining the buffet of the night.

Pre-chorus 1:
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But Little Red, she knows these streets,
       Gbm
So why should she be afraid?
    Gbm
She walks out with her blood-red cloak,
       Gbm
Little Red, his favourite shade,
         Gbm
You'll attract the wrong attention,
        Gbm
Wearing colours such as those,
Gbm                Gbm
Boys will be boys, wolves will be wolves,
    (nc)
But what does mother know?

Chorus:
Gbm            D
  Feed us your girls,
                 A
The wolves shout out,
            Bm
Feed us the ones with curves, the ones without,
Gbm            D
  Feed us your girls,
D
From plate to mouth,
A                                 G
Honey, you're the entrée when you dress like that,
                  Gbm    D
And mother's not around.

Verse 2:
Gbm                    D
Dawn arrives and dinner scraps,
                                 Gbm    D
Are on the street from just last night,
Gbm                      D
People whisper, it's her fault,
                   Gbm    D
With a red so very bright.
Bm              Dbm    D
A silly girl, a common xxxxx,
                       Bm
Someone cover up that sight,
                Dbm     D                    Gbm   D
No one likes to see leftovers by the dawning light . . .,
Gbm                     D
And there's a buffet every night.

Pre-chorus 2:
       Gbm
Little Red, she knew those woods,
     D
Each tree and every stone,
        Gbm
Doesn't matter either way,
               D
When there's a wolf inside your home.
Gbm
You can hear the growling,
       D
So you throw the dog a bone,
       Gbm
You'll catch more bees with honey dear,
    (nc)
But what does mother know?

Chorus:
Gbm            D
  Feed us your girls,
                 A
The wolves shout out,
            Bm
Feed us the ones with curves, the ones without,
Gbm            D
  Feed us your girls,
D
From plate to mouth,
A                                 G
Honey, you're the entrée when you dress like that.

Bridge:
       Gbm
Little Red was not a meal,
         Gbm
A little girl is not a tease,
  Gbm                            Gbm
A cloak is not an invitation for what's underneath.
    Gbm
Our no, does not mean, yes,
           Gbm
There's no riddle, there's no test,
Gbm                              Gbm
Blood-red clothes alone at night shouldn't equal death.
        Gbm
But the wolves are very hungry,
D
Gnashing pointed teeth,
      Gbm
Don't care what the wrappers like,
      D
It'll eat you if you breathe.
   Gbm
So maybe it doesn't matter,
       D
How we choose to wrap our skin,
       Gbm
'Cause you'd prefer to blame the girl,
     D
Then deal with your own sin.

Outro:
Gbm            D
  Feed us your girls,
                 A
The wolves shout out,
            Bm
Feed us the ones with curves, the ones without,
Gbm            D
  Feed us your girls,
D
From plate to mouth,
A                                 G               G
Honey, you're the entrée when you dress like that,
    (nc)
And mother's not around.
 Dit arrangement is de eigen interpretatie van de inzender, gedeeld voor privéstudie, educatie en niet-commercieel gebruik. Het onderliggende nummer, de songtekst en de muziek blijven eigendom van hun rechthebbenden. Om verwijdering aan te vragen, zie Juridische verklaring.