Tom: G
Introdução:
D D4
The dust from your four-day affair,
A A4
Is now landing all over the floor
D D4 A
And your brown legs, the gold plated legs of my rival,
A4 G
Whose eyes had no reason to fall
G D A G
You've led no celibate life,
G D A G
No skirt while chemicals danced on your head
G D A G
You stole keys to this ride and your fables,
A
Are falling tonight...
(Same as Verse 1)