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| F# | | I | know I stand in line, until you think you have the time |
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| Abm | C#7 | Abm | C#7 | | To spend an | evening with | me | | |
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| Abm | C#7 | Abm | C#7 | | And | if we go some | place to dance, I | know that there's a | chance |
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| F# | | You won't be | leaving with me |
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| | | F#7 | | | And | afterwards we drop into a quiet little place |
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| | | B | D | | | And have a | drink or two | |
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| | | Abm | C#7 | Abm | C#7 | | | And | then I go and | spoil it all, by | saying something | stupid |
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| | | F#7 | | | I can | see it in your eyes, that you despise the same old lies |
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| | | B | | | You heard the | night before |
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| | | Ab | | | And | though it's just a line to you, for me it's true |
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| | | C#7 | | | It never seemed so | right before |
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| F# | | I | practice every day to find some clever lines to say |
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| Abm | C#7 | Abm | C#7 | | To make the | meaning come | through | | |
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| Abm | C#7 | Abm | C#7 | | But | then I think I'll | wait until the | evening gets | late |
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| F# | | And I'm a | lone with you |
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| | | F#7 | | | The | time is right your perfume fills my head, the stars get red |
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| | | B | D | | | And oh the | night's so blue | |
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| | | Abm | C#7 | Abm | C#7 | | | And | then I go and | spoil it all, by | saying something | stupid |
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| | | F#7 | | | The | time is right your perfume fills my head, the stars get red |
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| | | B | D | | | And oh the | night's so blue | |
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| | | Abm | C#7 | Abm | C#7 | | | And | then I go and | spoil it all, by | saying something | stupid |
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| F# | D7 | F# | D7 | | "I | love you" | - "I | love you" | |
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| F# | D7 | F# | D7 | | "I | love you" | - "I | love you" | |
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| F# | D7 | F# | D7 | | "I | love you" | - "I | love you" | |
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