Tom: C
Introdução:
C F C G7 C
I can't seem to lose a key that fits her door
C G7 C
It's late and all the barrooms are closing
F C
I start walking down the street towards my car
F C
And temptation overtakes me when my conscience says go home
D7 G7
I head that way but never get that far
C G7 F C
Up ahead if I turn right the road to take me home
D7 G7
But passion whispers make a left and see her just once more
F C F
At an address I keep hidden cause our moments are forbidden
C F C G7 C
But I can't seem to lose a key that fits her door
G7 F C
Up ahead if I turn right the road to take me home
D7 G7
But passion whispers make a left and see her just once more
F C F
At an address I keep hidden cause our moments are forbidden
C F C G7 C
But I can't seem to lose a key that fits her door