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| | | | | | When the w | ind is howling through your window pane |
| It's not the only pain of the night |
| | F# | D# |
| You're burning | up in your bed, you got a f | ever of love |
| | C# | E | F# |
| And there's not | an anti-body in sight | | |
| Hey Jenny, Jenny, why are you crying? |
| There's a beauty of a moon in the sky |
| But I guess when you've been leading such a sheltered life |
| You never lift your head and look so high |
| | E | F# | B |
| | You d | on't have a lot, | but it's all that you've got |
| | E | F# |
| And you can t | urn it into more than it se | ems |
| | B |
| Just give it a shot, | fantasize every movement |
| | E | F# |
| And im | agine every inch of your dr | eam |
| | G#m | F#/A# |
| N | o one said it had to be r | eal |
| | B6 | E |
| But it's g | otta be something you can r | each out and feel now |
| | A | E |
| I | t ain't right, it ain't f | air |
| | A | E |
| Castles f | all in the sand and we fade | in the air |
| | B | G# | F# | B |
| And the g | ood girls go to hea | ven, but the b | ad girls go everyw | here |
| | G# | F# | E |
| Good girls go to hea | ven, but the b | ad girls go everyw | here |
| | B | E | B |
| Somebody told me so, | | somebody told me now I k | now |
| | E |
| Every night in my p | rayer, I'll be praying that the |
| | B | G# | F# |
| G | ood girls go to he | aven, but the | bad girls go everywhere |
| When the sweat is sizzling on your skin in the dark |
| And you're desperate now for somewhere to turn |
| Every muscle in rebellion, every nerve is on edge |
| And every limb has been erotically burned |
| Hey Johnny, Johnny, why are you shaking? |
| When a boy should do whatever he can |
| You've been nothing but an angel every day of your life |
| And now you wonder what it's like to be damned |
| You don't have a lot, but it's all that you've got |
| And you can turn it into more than it seems |
| Just give it a shot, fantasize every movement |
| And imagine every inch of your dream |
| No one said it had to be real |
| But it's gotta be something you've been wanting to feel now |
| It ain't right, it ain't fair |
| Castles fall in the sand and we fade in the air |