Intro:  A  C  A  C  A  
 
         Bb                           C  
She sees flames in the kitchen it's a vision of hell  
      D                                  Bb  C  D    A  C  A  C  A   
And a sign that madam is not feeling well  
 
Like the pigeons in the yard she's getting fat on starch  
She's cooking for sailors and combing her hair in the dark  
 
E              F           E         F  
She loves everybody she'll even love me  
E                    F              D            
When I'm born in the traffic on the rolling seas  
      Bb C        D           Bb C        D    
She's in over her head, she's in over her head  
 
It's either the pairing of the woman on the floor above  
Or long static shots of half naked men in the desert