Tom: E major
Verse 1
D
G
D
Are you still with me? Yeah?
Well, she's got three red
ribbons that she wears
Looks like they're bleeding everywhere,
entwined within her hair
God, your eyes shine so fair when you smile,
they're silver -like I'm wishing well,
these concerns are large and thin
Distinguish foreigners with sly grins
Broad ends point to English smiles,
and then she smiles
They laugh, the skinny ones
even thinner than I am
She quietly asks for time,
over there on the other side
So tell me a little about Russia
Gently nudging me,
talking about my Povsky
G
my mind's dancing like Nachinsky
C
I gave her the laundry ticket,
it had a message on it
D
So would you never leave me?
Puts it in the back pocket of her jeans
C
D
G
With a hole above her left knee
Beneath which she's wearing
C
pale pink personal tights
D
Christ, you know me, have another drink
I'll take him over there on the other side
To these two men,
make a sideways glance
Men who like to make
a nuisance of themselves
On each other's expenses
Gives me the eye all askance
Italian servant, likes serving rich ladies
You want the service?
No, I need some service
Your eyes grey when you're sad,
silver when you smile
Please, won't you tell her for me?
I just wanted to be free
G
D
with myself inside
Crosswise glancing over there,
the large one, then the thin
G
of a group of rich foreigners
D
Distinctly he's like a witness,
D
I can see him whispering quietly
to himself inside
And she smells of cinnabar
D
C
which is sent by Estee Lauder
D
Oh, Christ, I gotta get this shit together
Senor, senorita, yeah
Thanks, meanwhile she
murmurs something in my ear
A sweet song for the sake of my misgivings
I can think of you as my princess
Though now she's someone else's
And covers reasons to be all
things to all peoples
And then this, for la contessa
He's grinning,
grinning as he overhears her
Eavesdropping six sacred words
Sex may be for sin of sins
And well, yeah, not for the sake of us all
It's internationally, you know
We're all in this thing together
So let's behave like we mean it
And if sex isn't a sin, sport ladies
And you can count us in
Interlude 1
Well done, Obrera
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C
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Verse 2
D
It gets me thinking, keeps me drinking
It all in in the taste of your smile
G
Silver and rich like wishing
D
C
Well I'm ignoring all the talking
D
Take no heed of all the corresponding
The social intercoursing
C
The diplomatic in dulging
G
C
Stuck in the middle of a sideways glancing
D
But such are the lips crushing my insisting
G
D
And through all this I feel it smiling
I feel like inside I'd like to start screaming
To tell her I'll always promise to be good
And tell her I promise to be fair
And tell her I want us to remain
And tell her I want to find
more than anything
For us to stay together
And tell her my feelings are no
longer the same
They're not like a burden I present
I'm not hating anything
I can't think of someone, please
Look at his image, he smiles
He's grinning as he opens
his faithful words
Sex is a single sentence
Up in the air with a sideways glance
He's fond of blabbering quietly
to themselves
Underneath the coats I
D
To each and the other one,
I've questioned her greed,
G
large smiles, thick regards
G
every edge of this produces its venetians
sells at enormous expenses
If I remain here,
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D
I felt like I'd vi olated my allegiance
She smells like a dream,
murmuring things unheard in the
soft scent of Cinnabon
Promise me you won't fall
in love with me
Another drink weighs her, I love her
And for a while, a little longer,
whispers dark and secret into her fur hair
With three red ribbons she wears,
G
D
entwined with him everywhere
G
Please don't let them look that way
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