[Intro]   G  C

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Last time I saw Richard
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Was Detroit in 68 and he told me
"All romantics meet the same fate someday:
Cynical and bitter and boring someone
        G
In some dark cafe"

You laughed, he said: "You think you're immune?
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Go look at your eyes, they're full of moon!
You like roses and kisses
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And pretty men to tell you all those pretty lies"
      C
Pretty lies
                                   F
"When are you gonna realize they're only pretty lies?"
       G           Am    (D  A  B  C  B  A  G)
Only pretty lies, pretty lies

G
He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer
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And then he pushed three buttons and the thing began to whirl
And a waitress came by a fishnet stockings and a bow tie
              G
And she said: "drink up now, it's getting on time to close"
 
"Richard, you haven't really changed", I said
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"It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head
You've got tombs in your in your eyes
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But the songs you punched are dreaming"
                         C
Listen, they talk of love so sweet
                                     F
When you gonna get yourself back on your feet?
                   G
Oh and love can be so sweet
Am          (D  A  B  C  B  A  G)
Love's so sweet

G
Richard got married to a figure skater
      Am
And he bought her a dish washer and a coffe percolator
And he drinks at home now, most nights with the TV on
                         G
And all the house lights left up bright

I'm gonna blow this damn candle out
             Am
I don't want nobody comin' over to my table,
I've got nothing to talk to anybody about
All good dreamer pass this away someday
                           G
Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes
      C/G
Dark cafes

Only this darkness
         F
Before I get my gorgeous wings
       G
And fly away
       Am                     (D  A  B  C  B  A  G)
Only a phase, these dark cafe days