CFCG
I'm kicking off from centre field, a question of being down for the game
CFCG
The one shot deal don't matter, yeah and the other one's the same
AmFAmF
Oh, my friend I see you, want you to come through
CGFCG
And she's standing in the shadows, where the streetlights all turn blue
(mesmas notas)
She leaving for an American, a suitcase in her hand
Her brothers and her sisters, are all on Atlantic sand
She's screaming through the alley way, I hear that lonely cry, why can't you?
And her batteries are corroded, and her hundred-watt bulb just blew
She used to hang out at Miss Lucy's, every weekend they got loose
And it was a straight clear case of having taken in too much juice
It was outside, and it was outside, just the nature of the person
Now all you got to remember, after all it's just showbiz
AmFAmF
We're screaming through the alleyway, I hear her lonely cry, why can't you?
CGFCG
And she's standing in the shadows, where the streetlights all turn blue
CGFCG
And she's standing in the shadows, where the streetlights all turn blue
CGFCG
And she's standing in the shadows, where the streetlights all turn baby blue
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.