Sleep With Myself

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D                       F#m
Ya I'll dance with you for a while
                     G        D
But I'm not going to take you home
Gm                         A     
I don't even know you last name
    G       A

D
Let me explain

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D
Been around the world a thousand 
times
                   G
Been swept away on distant shores
                 D
Bedded down with angels
              A
Drank their wine
     D
And always the conclusion is the 
same
                G
Making love is always grand
                    Em           
But eventually love ends a losing 
     A
game
G
   So let's leave it alone
A
   I'm going home

[Chorus]
                         G       A
I'd rather sleep with myself tonight
      F#m             G           
Where no one else can harm me baby
          A
 no
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   F#m      G
Oh Oh
Although I'm really quite fond of 
 A
you
      F#m             G           
My best intentions never turn out 
             A
right
            G             A       
I'd rather sleep with myself 
  D
tonight

[Verse]
D
People think celibacy's a crime
                    G
Not saying I won't love again
                      D        
But couldn't we just talk for a 
   A
while
     D
And lately intimacy's got me down
                   G
Been hurt so many times before
                   Em           A 
Jumped the gun and ended up alone
       G

G
   It may sound a little funny
A
   But you gotta know

[Chorus]
                         G        A
I'd rather sleep with myself tonight
      F#m             G           
Where no one else can harm me baby
              A
 no
   F#m      G
Oh Oh
                          G      
Although I'm really quite fond of 
  A
you
      F#m             G           
My best intentions never turn out 
             A
right
            G             A       
I'd rather sleep with myself 
  D
tonight

    D
The information age things move so 
fast
                  G
Fax machines, Computer screens
                   D               
Seems like love ss something of the
 A
 past
     D
And modern girls got one thing in 
their head
                      G
Before you down your second drink
                      Em           
You're in the cab and then you're 
       A
in her bed
              G
So let's hold off on the sex play
              A
I don't even know your last name


                         G        A
I'd rather sleep with myself tonight
      F#m             G           
Where no one else can harm me baby
             A
 no
   F#m      G
Oh Oh
                          G      
Although I'm really quite fond of 
  A
you
      F#m             G           
My best intentions never turn out 
            A
right
            G             A       
I'd rather sleep with myself 
  D
tonight