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)