Tom: C5

Intro: ( C5 Bb5 F5 ) 2X


I'm just a 
C5
shy romantic with my eyes on the loose
          Bb5              
I'm in a overcoarted way  
F5   
   A poet in a garret
              C5
You know some people say
C5
Standing at the barline with my lip on the curl
             Bb5
I'm with the other lean and lear
                 F5
My finger on the pulse
       C5
And my hand around a beer


       G5   F5           C5
Ah, Ahh, well I don't wanna know what's going round here
G5   F5                C5
Ah, Ahh, it's just a matter of time, hold it under light
C5   F5                C5
Ah, Ahh, I've got to get away, to get away, to get away


     C5
The singer in the band, he sweat on a pose
         Bb5
And he's really such a jerk
                      F5
Thinks he can call me stupid
           C5
Because he gets a lot of work
    C5
I'm standing in the background, got my arms on the fold
          Bb5
And every dog's gonna have it's day
F5                                 C5
   The New Musical Express and my own 4-way P.A.

(Refr?o)


                C5
Well, I've been reading those biographies in paperback
           Bb5
I've got a death-wish that I can't explain
F5
  I've been working on the petulance
        C5
And the urchin took my name

(Refr?o)