A# F You've cut out your dancin', and you never see a show. F A# Your friends come by to pick you up and you hardly ever go. D# A# It seems your head is in the clouds above. A# F A# You've got the ways, of a woman in love. I walk by your house at night and hope that I might see the guy who's got you in a spin..I wish that guy was me. I don't know why it's you I'm dreaming of You've got the ways, of a woman in love. Chorus: D# A# Many is the night, I've stayed awake and cried. D# Now you'll never know how much, A# F you've hurt my foolish pride. I recall your kisses the times I held you tight Now when I come to see you you're sitting in the light Missing all the things that we dreamed of You've got the ways of a woman in love Chorus I recall your kisses the times I held you tight Now when I come to see you you're sitting in the light Missing all the things that we dreamed of You've got the ways of a woman in love You've got the ways, of a woman in love. | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# D# F |