C#                 G#
I heard she drove the silvery sports-car
          Bbm                 G#
along the empty streets last night.
         F#                       C#
Hanging around with hair-dos like mine.
      F#                             G#
No, I haven't seen the kids for some time.

               C#                      G#
Picked up her shoes from the red-brick stairway,
            Bbm                G#
just like a harpsichordist she moved
         F#                    C#
And back upstairs at half past two,
       F#                        G#
with a paper folded, outside the loo. 

D#m        F#
Rain falls like Elvis tears.
C#     G#
Oh no, no sugar tonight.
D#m                     G#
Out on the high street, dim all the lights and
D#m                  G#
cry coloured tears again.

    C#                       G#
And baby, / (Don't forget to catch me.) / 
                Bbm                          G#
don't forget to catch me. / (Don't forget to catch me.) / 
F#                         C#
  Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time, / 
F#                          G#
  on this platform with the drizzle in my eyes? / 
    C#                       G#
And baby, / (Don't forget to catch me.) / 
                 Bbm                         G#
don't forget to catch me. / (Don't forget to catch me.) / 
F#                         C#
  Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time? / 
F#                             G#
  The ticket's in my hand, the train pulls down the line. / 


Rain falls / like Elvis tears. / 
Oh no, / no sugar. / 
Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and / 
cry coloured tears. /