1. Strophe G D C C D C The turbines pound, your plane touches down, the captain catches your eye. G D C C D C And all the city crows perched high in rows on wires watch you walk by. G D C C D Your hair has changed, your room?s rearranged, and someone?s been sleeping C inside. G D C C D And the curtain?s closed on all your windows, to block out the fried chicken C sign. Ref. G D C C D C Roll on, Arte roll on. Your heart?s too good for this town. G D C D C Your eyes cast through the glass/ at my so sorry mannequin frown. D C 2. at my starry American frown. D C G 3. at your so sorry Marilyn frown. end 2. Strophe G D C D C The porter sings as he begins to clean up the mess that we?ve made. G D C D The Chrismas trees are cast on the street and garbage trucks block Hoope C Lane. G D C D My head?s in pain but I can?t complain cause my sweetheart waits down the C line. G D C D C And in a while we?ll be in a house by the sea, even if just in my mind. 3. Strophe G D C D My mouth aint fed, my lips aint cherry red and my grin might show my bad C teeth. G D C D And all the people pass, they give me a glance, as if I?m some lower-class C thief. G D C D C But to you I?m fine, am I?m in your mind even if I?m not around. G D C D And my arms are stronge and that?s where you belong, given the love that C we?ve found.