Lovely song acoustic style
Capo 2nd fret
Sh[G]e used to say about love that it should come from above
a[C]nd it should come from below.
S[G]he used to say 'my love wears the lips of a saint,a[C]nd the hips of a whore'
A[C]nd when we,d walk along the streets she,d say,
'[C]If it rains now I hope to God it pours.
A[G]nd with her beautiful ideas,
yeah she,d cut me in half cle[C]an as a broad sword.
And now [D]I, just can,t seem to get out of b[C]ed anymore yeah.
And now [D]my, my heart hangs worn and weak li[C]ke an old wire door.
And now [D]I ,I just can,t seem to get out of b[C]ed anym[D]ore...[G][C]
She used to say that ma[G]gic was the edge
And science and God,they were the si[C]des of a copper penny piece
Yeah and far be[G]tter to keep it spinning and spinning
than for o[C]ne side to fall and to freeze.
Oh when we,d w[G]alk along the pier,
she,d point at the waves and say 'Under there,
th[C]at,s where we,r going when we,r asleep',
You know on[G]ce she let it slip that I was the best of her bea[C]utiful ideas
and now i ...
J[D]ust can,t seem to get out of be[C]d anymore yeah
And now my, my he[D]art hangs worn and weak lke an o[C]ld wire door
And now I, I j[D]ust can,t seem to get out of be[C]d any[D]more..[G]
She used to say 'l[G]ets get naked and get under the sheets'
'l[C]ets get naked and get under the sheets, X 4
Capo 2nd fret
Sh[G]e used to say about love that it should come from above
a[C]nd it should come from below.
S[G]he used to say 'my love wears the lips of a saint,a[C]nd the hips of a whore'
A[C]nd when we,d walk along the streets she,d say,
'[C]If it rains now I hope to God it pours.
A[G]nd with her beautiful ideas,
yeah she,d cut me in half cle[C]an as a broad sword.
And now [D]I, just can,t seem to get out of b[C]ed anymore yeah.
And now [D]my, my heart hangs worn and weak li[C]ke an old wire door.
And now [D]I ,I just can,t seem to get out of b[C]ed anym[D]ore...[G][C]
She used to say that ma[G]gic was the edge
And science and God,they were the si[C]des of a copper penny piece
Yeah and far be[G]tter to keep it spinning and spinning
than for o[C]ne side to fall and to freeze.
Oh when we,d w[G]alk along the pier,
she,d point at the waves and say 'Under there,
th[C]at,s where we,r going when we,r asleep',
You know on[G]ce she let it slip that I was the best of her bea[C]utiful ideas
and now i ...
J[D]ust can,t seem to get out of be[C]d anymore yeah
And now my, my he[D]art hangs worn and weak lke an o[C]ld wire door
And now I, I j[D]ust can,t seem to get out of be[C]d any[D]more..[G]
She used to say 'l[G]ets get naked and get under the sheets'
'l[C]ets get naked and get under the sheets, X 4
