Tom: C
C F C
Small town bright lights Saturday night,
D7 G7
Pin balls and pool halls flashing their lights
C F C
Making change behind a counter in a penny arcade,
G7 C
Sat the fat girl daughter of Virginia and Ray (spoken) Lydia
F C D7 G7
Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat, behind her small eyes sunk deep in her fat
C F C
She read romance magazines up in her room
G7 C
And felt just like Sunday on Saturday afternoon
(Chorus)
G7 F C G7 C
But dreaming just comes natural like the first breath from a baby
C7 F C G7 C
Like sunshine feeding daisies, Like the love hidden deep in your heart
C F C
Bunkbeds shaved heads Saturday night
D7 G7
A ware house of strangers with sixty watt lights
C F C G7 C
Staring though the ceiling just wanting to be, lay a one of to many a young PFC (spoken) Donald
C F C
There were spaces between Donald and what ever he said
D7 G7
Strangers had forced him to live in his head
C F C
He envisioned the details of romantic scenes after midnight in the stillness of
G7 C
the barrack's latrine
(repeat chorus)
C F C D7 G7
Hot love, cold love, no love at all, a portrait of guilt is hung on the wall
C F C G7 C
Nothing is wrong, nothing is right, Donald and Lydia made love that night (spoken) Love
G7 C F C
They made love in the mountains , they made love in the streams
D7 G7
They made love in the valleys , they made love in their dreams
C F
But when they were fininshed , there was nothing to say
C G7 C C7
'Cause mostly they made love from ten miles away
(repeat chorus)
