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Fmi – C# – Fmi – C#
C#Cowboys on the road tonight Fmicrying in their sleep
If I was a C#hungry man with a gun in my hand and some Fmipromises to keep
Who wanted to C#change the world...what's as easy as Fmimurder?
It's all headlights and C#vapor trails...and Circle K Fmikillers
And I know G#I could look at anyone but C#you now
I could G#fall into the eyes of anyone but C#you now
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So Fmicome on, come on, come on, oh...come on C#through now
So Fmicome on, come on, come on, oh...come on C#through now
D#This is a list of what G#I should have been but C#I'm not
This is a D#list of the things that G#I should have seen but C#I'm not seeing
The D#look in your eyes as his G#fingertips lit on your C#neck and it made you shiver
I'm just D#turning away from where G#I should have been, because C#I am not
FmiAnything...C#oh...Fmianything...C#oh...
The president's in bed tonight but he can't get to sleep
Cause all the cowboys on the radio are killers
And I believe she loves you cause you never make her feel like anything
She said I wouldn't feel a thing...but I can feel, oh I can feel
And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall into the arms of anyone but you now
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So come on, come on, come on, oh...come on through now
So come on, come on, come on, oh...come on through now
This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen but I'm not seeing
The look in your eyes as his finger's unzipping your dress and it makes you shiver
I'm just turning away from what I shouldn't see, because I am not
Anything...oh...anything...oh...
Fmi, C#
Everyone's in bed tonight but nobody can sleep
Cause all the satellites are watching through our windows
She says she doesn't love me like she's acting, but it's as if she isn't talking
Cause Mr. Lincoln's head is bleeding on the front row while she's speaking
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I said come on all you cowboys, all you blue-eyed baby boys
Come on all you dashing gentlemen of summer
I'll wait for you where Saturday's a memory and Sunday comes to gather me
Into the arms of god who'll welcome me, because I believe...Oh I believe...
And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall into the eyes of anyone but you now, now…
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So come on, come on, come on, oh...come on through now
So come on, come on, come on, oh...come on through now
This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen but I'm not seeing
You look at me..............So please won't
you look at me.......Cause I'm not seeing
you look at me........Oh I will make
you look at me.......Or I am not
Anything...oh...anything...no...
Fmi, C#
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