Cifras
You Think You Know Somebody

         Bm                         G/A 
You think you know somebody.
           Bm               G/A 
You think they know you.
           Bm               G/A 
You think you know somebody.
           A 
But man you never do.
           D 
Jackie used to live three blocks away from me.
           D 
We used to throw a baseball and climb his old oak tree.
           G/A 
We would smoke his old man's cigarettes behind the picket fence.
           D                                     A 
We swore that   we would always be the best of friends.
           Bm                                   F#m 
We would sit on the curb and talk on summer nights,
           G/A                                       A 
'Til Jackie's daddy called him, and he took off like a light.
Fridays were all the same our high school senior year.