Intro:

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Riff 1

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      D    U  D  U     D  U     U  D

I've given the first verse and chorus, the rest follow the same pattern. 

Verse
Riff 1
I walk by the water and I head for your house
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though I know that you'll be out
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in some dirty city bar
Riff 1

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I stand on your street and I stare at your room
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and the shadows play and move
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and your brother comes out with a bat

Chorus
Dm        G
Sayin that
          C  C/B       Am
you might be with your sister in Paris
Dm             G
on the Rue Turnau
        C  C/B  Am
wearing Marlene Dietrich glasses
Dm                  G
where we made that bet
     C C/B Am7   Am7/G        F
that bet I knew you'd win for sure
                          E
when you were sick on the floor

Verse 2
The calico's ripped beneath the patch
it's an itch I can never scratch
now it's so far gone in the past

The fines I having trouble to contest
with the library book you kept
the one that sent your head so far west

Chorus
far far away
in those continental cities
where they get in a race
to see who can build the tallest buildings

where you went for some space
and wound up with a slightly redder face
and a pain in your gut

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Verse 3
I turn on the TV and I see there your face
and in it there's not one trace
of that old brown bowl of lace


Chorus
and that bowl of lace
is sat beside the gas bar fire
where you probably laid
eating ice cream chocolate lollies

that your mother brought home
from the freezer store on the Old Kent Road
she too had enough


Chorus
and that look on your face
that you'd throw across the dinner table
in the middle of grace
your father's eye closed shut tight

and it happened like that
every damn night that I had to come
to your house


Chorus
well, tell Charles O'Keefe
that I don't want to go to Paris
it's sunnier here
and I'm happy in this loveless marriage

with the girl from the Pru
and your father and your sister
and your mother too
and not forgetting you

Riff x2
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