Werbung entfernenBb FSitting here wasted and wounded with this old piano.
Bb FTrying hard to capture the moment, this morning I don?t know.
Am Bb F'cause a bottle of vodka still lies in my head and some blonde
Bbgave me nightmares, I think that she?s still in my bed.
Bb C FAs I dream about movies they won?t make of me when I?m dead.
Bb FWith an iron-clad fist I wake up to french-kiss the morning.
BbWhile a marching band keeps it?s own beat in my head while
F we?re talking
Am Bbabout all of the things that I longed to believe, about
Flove, the truth,
Bbwhat you mean to me and the truth is...
Bb C FBaby you?re all that I need.
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Dm C Bb FI wanna lay you down in a bed of roses.
Dm C Bb FTonight I sleep on a bed of nails.
Bb F Bb FI wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is.
Dm C Bb FLay you down, on a bed of roses.
I?m so far away, each step that I take?s on my way home.
A king?s ransom in dimes I?d give each night to see through
this payphone.
But I?d run out of time or it?s hard to get through till
the bird on the
wire
flies me back to you. I?ll just close my eyes.
And whisper "baby it probably is true".
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Bb CThe hotel bars hangover whiskey?s gone dry.
FThe bartender?s wig?s crooked, she?s giving me the eye.
Bb Bb C Fmight?ve said yes, but I laughed so hard I think I died.
Now as you close your eyes you know I?ll be thinking about you.
My mistress she calls me to stand in her spotlight again.
Tonight
I won?t be alone, you know that don?t mean I?m not lonely.
I?ve got nothing to prove, for its you I?d die to defend.
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