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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | City girls just | seem to find out | early |
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| Abm | C# | | How to open doors with just a | smile |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | A | rich old man, and | she wont’ have to | worry; |
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| Abm | B | C# | F# | B | F# | | She’ll | dress up all in | lace and | go in | style | | |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | Late at night a | big old house gets lone | ly |
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| Abm | C# | | I guess | every form of refuge has its price | . |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | And it | breaks her heart to | think her love is on | ly |
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| Abm | B | C# | F# | B | C# | | Given | to a man with han | ds as | cold as | ice. | | |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | So she | tells him she must | go out for the eve | ning |
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| Abm | C# | | to | comfort an old friend who’s feelin’ down | |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | But | he knows where she’s go | in’ as she’s | leavin’ |
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| Abm | B | C# | F# | B | F# | | she is | headed for the | cheatin’ | side of town | | | |
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| | | F# | B | F# | B | F# | | | You can’t | hide | your lyin’ | eyes | | |
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| | | Ebm | Bbm | Abm | C# | | | And your | smile | is a thin dis | guise | |
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| | | F# | F#7 | B | Ab | | | I thought by | now | you’d rea | lize | |
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| | | Abm | C# | F# | F#maj7 | B | Abm | C# | F# | | | There | ain’t no way to | hide your lyin’ | eyes | | | | | |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | On the other side of | town a boy is wait | ing |
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| Abm | C# | | with | fiery eyes and dreams no one could steal | . |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | She | drives on through the | night anticipat | ing |
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| Abm | B | F# | B | C# | | ’cause he | makes her feel the way | she used to feel | . | | |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | She | rushes to his | arms,they fall togeth | er |
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| Abm | C# | | she | whispers that it’s only for a while | |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | She | swears that soon she’ll be | comin’ back for | ever |
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| Abm | B | F# | B | F# | | she | pulls away and | leaves him with a smile | | | |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | She gets up and | pours herself a | strong one, |
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| Abm | C# | | and | stares out at the stars up in the sky | |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | An | other night, it’s | gonna be a long | one |
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| Abm | B | F# | B | C# | | she | draws the shade and hangs | her head to cry | | | |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | She wonders how it | ever got this | crazy |
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| Abm | C# | | she | thinks about a boy she knew in | shool. |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | Did she get tired or | did she just get | lazy |
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| Abm | B | C# | F# | B | C# | | She’s | so far gone she | feels just | like a fool. | | | |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | My oh my, you | sure know how to ar | range things |
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| Abm | C# | | You | set it up so well, so carefully | |
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| F# | F#maj7 | B | | Ain’t it | funny how your | new life didn’t | change things |
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| Abm | B | F# | B | F# | | You’re | still the same old | girl you used to be | | | |
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| Abm | C# | F# | F#maj7 | | There ain’t no way to | hide your lyin’ | eyes | |
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| Abm | C# | F# | B | F# | | Honey, you can’t | hide your lyin’ | eyes | | |
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