A G D A G D
She's a sad tomato. She's three miles of bad road.
A G D A G D
Walkin' down the street. Will I never meet her?
A G D A G D
She's a real woman-child. Oh, my kiss, breath, turpentine.
pre-chorus:
B
chorus:
E D G A E D G E D G A G(Hold)
I am smitten. I'm the real thing
(I'm the real thing).
Have you seen her come around?
Mycrushwith
eyeliner
ending:
G E
these are the lyrics the second time through
VERSE:
I'm in like.
I'm in-fatuated.
It's all too much - the pressure
She's all that I can take.
What position should I wear?
or cop an attitude? - Faker
How can I convince her - faker -that
I'm inventive, too? Yeah.
CHORUS:
I am smitten
I'm the real thing (I'm the real thing)
We all invent ourselves and,
uh, youknowme
R.e.m.:
Cobain, Kurt:
R.e.m.:
R.e.m.:
