Vapour Trails

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Titillations been replaced....by
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 interstate brickface & Coffemate
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And by a list of phone calls, 
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you’ll like to make
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Where you could sit on the edge 
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of your bed
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And you could stare into your own
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 shoes
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And in the pools of light there, 
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go wherever you choose

[Chorus]:
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Just rig up a complication, and if 
it derails
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You can throw away the rudder, 
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float away like Vapour Trails


[Interlude]:
F#m - A, like intro, only 2x

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There’s nothin funnier than pride,
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 in an utterly confident stride
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So I pulled the car on over, to 
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give you a ride
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Damn this sleepy weather he said, 
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as he marched in soppin’ wet 
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shoes
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Through rainpools evaporatin’,
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 says in this sign I’ll conquer you

[Chorus]:
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I pulled the car on over, to give 
you a ride
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But there’s nothin’ uglier than a 
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man hittin’ his stride

[Interlude]:
F#m - E x 2

[Bridge]:
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Past Mexicans all dressed in beige
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 shirts, leanin’ over their hoes
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Now the mornin’s over, it’s time 
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to let them sprinklers hose

[Interlude]:
F#m - A, like intro, 4x]

[Verse]:

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Past hills of chambermaids’ dark 
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bare arms
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And fields of muscles quilted to 
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the bone
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Right now I’m flyin’ over, Ya 
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right now I’m flyin’ home
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Where I can sit on the end of my 
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bed
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And I can stare into my own shoes
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And in the pools of light years, 
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go wherever I choose

[Otro]
A                          E     
And throw away the rudder, float 
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away on Vapour Trails....
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I rigged up a complication, totally 
derailed
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So I throw away the rudder, float 
                 F#m
away like Vapour Trails....
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I pulled the car on over... (It’s 
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time to let them sprinklers hose)