Tom: G
[Intro] G C
G
Last time I saw Richard
Am
Was Detroit in 68 and he told me
"All romantics meet the same fate someday:
Cynical and bitter and boring someone
G
In some dark cafe"
You laughed, he said: "You think you're immune?
Am
Go look at your eyes, they're full of moon!
You like roses and kisses
G
And pretty men to tell you all those pretty lies"
C
Pretty lies
F
"When are you gonna realize they're only pretty lies?"
G Am (D A B C B A G)
Only pretty lies, pretty lies
G
He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer
Am
And then he pushed three buttons and the thing began to whirl
And a waitress came by a fishnet stockings and a bow tie
G
And she said: "drink up now, it's getting on time to close"
"Richard, you haven't really changed", I said
Am
"It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head
You've got tombs in your in your eyes
G
But the songs you punched are dreaming"
C
Listen, they talk of love so sweet
F
When you gonna get yourself back on your feet?
G
Oh and love can be so sweet
Am (D A B C B A G)
Love's so sweet
G
Richard got married to a figure skater
Am
And he bought her a dish washer and a coffe percolator
And he drinks at home now, most nights with the TV on
G
And all the house lights left up bright
I'm gonna blow this damn candle out
Am
I don't want nobody comin' over to my table,
I've got nothing to talk to anybody about
All good dreamer pass this away someday
G
Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes
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Dark cafes
Only this darkness
F
Before I get my gorgeous wings
G
And fly away
Am (D A B C B A G)
Only a phase, these dark cafe days
