Tom: F#m
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Titillations been replaced....by interstate brickface & Coffemate
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And by a list of phone calls, you’ll like to make
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Where you could sit on the edge of your bed
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And you could stare into your own shoes
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And in the pools of light there, go wherever you choose
[Chorus]:
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Just rig up a complication, and if it derails
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You can throw away the rudder, float away like Vapour Trails
[Interlude]:
F#m - A, like intro, only 2x
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There’s nothin funnier than pride, in an utterly confident stride
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So I pulled the car on over, to give you a ride
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Damn this sleepy weather he said, as he marched in soppin’ wet shoes
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Through rainpools evaporatin’, says in this sign I’ll conquer you
[Chorus]:
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I pulled the car on over, to give you a ride
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But there’s nothin’ uglier than a man hittin’ his stride
[Interlude]:
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[Bridge]:
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Past Mexicans all dressed in beige shirts, leanin’ over their hoes
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Now the mornin’s over, it’s time to let them sprinklers hose
[Interlude]:
F#m - A, like intro, 4x]
[Verse]:
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Past hills of chambermaids’ dark bare arms
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And fields of muscles quilted to the bone
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Right now I’m flyin’ over, Ya right now I’m flyin’ home
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Where I can sit on the end of my bed
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And I can stare into my own shoes
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And in the pools of light years, go wherever I choose
[Outro]
A E F#m
And throw away the rudder, float away on Vapour Trails....
A E F#m
I rigged up a complication, totally derailed
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So I throw away the rudder, float away like Vapour Trails....
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I pulled the car on over... (It’s time to let them sprinklers hose)
