| | G | Gmaj7 | C |
| | City girls just | seem to find out | early, |
| | Am | D |
| | how to open doors with just a | smile.
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| | G | Gmaj7 | C |
| A | rich old man and | she won't have to | worry;
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| | Am | C | G |
| she'll | dress up all in | lace and go in | style.
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| | G | Gmaj7 | C |
| | Late at night a | big old house gets | lonely;
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| | Am | D |
| I | guess every form of refuge has its | price.
|
| | G | Gmaj7 | C |
| | And it breaks her heart to | think her love is | only
|
| | Am | C | G |
| Given | to a man with | hands as cold as | ice.
|
| | G | Gmaj7 | C |
| So she | tells him she must | go out for the | evening
|
| | Am | D |
| To c | omfort an old friend who's feeling | down.
|
| | G | Gmaj7 | C |
| But | he knows where she's | goin' as she's | leavin';
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| | Am | C | G |
| She's | headed for that | cheatin' side of | town.
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| | G | C | G | Em | Bm | Am | D |
| You can't | hide | your lyin' | eyes, and your | smile | is a thin dis | guise. |
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| | G | Gmaj7 | C | A | Am | D | G |
| I thought by | now | you'd real | ize | there | ain't no way to | hide those lying | eyes.
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| On the other side of town a boy is waiting
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| with stormy eyes and dreams no-one could steal
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| She drives on throught the night anticipating
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| Cos she makes him feel the way she used to feel
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