Wet

C               Am
All alone in my bedroom
          Dm                       
With the lights turned down and my 
 G
roommate gone
C           Am           Dm    G
I know it's over still I cling on
F                E
Cause I'm my own right-hand girl
Am                Dm
And I don't need anyone
   F                            
But sometimes I miss your stupid 
 G
face, and your taste

And your smoking gun


[Chorus]
F          G               C    
It's so depressing how the tear 
      Em    Am
ducts in my eyes
Dm          G               C    
Are so much wetter than the space
  Em        Am
 between my thighs
           Dm              G      
Oh, oh, oh I can't help if 
           C    Em       Am
thinking about it only makes me cry
            F                       
   G    N.C.      C B Bb Am  F 
Dbmaj7
It keeps me wet, you know you keep 
me wet, 'til I run dry-y-y-y


[Short Instrumental]
Continues after the ad
C  B  Bb  Am  F  Dbmaj7


[Verse 2]
C                Am              
It's nights like this that remind
    Dm            G
 me of my deepest fantasy
C               Am                
Where I'm all alone and I feel the
 Dm                  G
 cold, dark earth caressing me
F                   E            
'Cause I'm six feet under nearly,
Am                 Dm
 and I don't have anyone
    F
But this wouldn't be the first or 
last time that
G
Both my tears and I have come


[Chorus]
F          G               C    
It's so depressing how the tear 
      Em    Am
ducts in my eyes
Dm          G               C    
Are so much wetter than the space
  Em        Am
 between my thighs
           Dm              G      
Oh, oh, oh I can't help if 
           C    Em        Am
thinking about it only makes me cry
            F                       
  G     N.C.      C B Bb Am  F 
Dbmaj7
It keeps me wet, you know you keep 
me wet, 'til I run dry-y-y-y


[Short Instrumental]
C  B  Bb  Am  F  Dbmaj7


[Bridge]
F            E                    
My blood runs cold, my thoughts 
 Am
are plasmic
        Dm
I'm not letting go
F          E           Am
And letting go could be orgasmic
      Dm               F     G
But I guess I wouldn't know

N.c
(*Assorted carnal exclamations of 
thirst for Austin Corona*)


[Chorus]
F          G               C    
It's so depressing how the tear 
      Em    Am
ducts in my eyes
Dm          G               C    
Are so much wetter than the space
  Em        Am
 between my thighs
           Dm              G      
Oh, oh, oh I can't help if 
           C    Em       Am
thinking about it only makes me cry
            F                       
  G     N.C.      C B Bb Am  F 
Dbmaj7
It keeps me wet, you know you keep 
me wet, 'til I run dry-y-y-y