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G7 C A7I something you
Dm G7As the nights get older
C A7I something you
Dm G7As if you couldn't see
FIn the best years of my life
C A7At least I haven't got a wife
D7I something you
G7 Am C F A# BYou whatnot me
I something you
As the dead things moulder
In Leicester Square
That's the place to be
After all these ruined years
Let me realize your fears
I something you
G7 Am C F A# B C DYou whatnot me
DsusIn this kind of song
GMiddle bits are so predictable
D DmBut you came along
G7You were not at all predictable
F5I didn't think you'd be like this
A#I didn't think you'd be like this
C DWell, I didn't even think that you'd be like this
FThat you'd be like this
A# BThat I'd feel like this, but
I something you
As the nights get colder
And you heat up
And you are next to me
In the twilight of this world
You are my Dutch, Australian, Bungarian, Jewish girl
I something you
Am CYou whatnot me
FI something you
A# C A# C(6)You something me
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