C#m I'm a tangled tiger and I want to rip it all to shreds A E B7 So I can ask it why C#m She's a loaded cobra and A E B7 she wanted to be with me for the ride C#m In a Sunday diner, A I'm reminded there's no finer place to kiss E B7 Than one like this Chorus: A C#m B7 But babe, I can see what's right with you A White braids and pillow chair C#m F#7 I could spend my nights with you B7 This pussy willow A C#m B7 Babe, I can see all sides of you B7 A White braids and pillow chair C#m F#7 I don't know what I would do B7 Without your pillow She's a Bobby Darin singing to the fish and herring sacrifice Oh, that's her knife There's a Karmann Ghiah parked out back and we believe it is alive (Oh) You can see the river runnin' through my devastated concrete eyes They don't deny Chorus: But babe, I can see what's right with you White braids and pillow chair I could spend my nights with you This pussy willow Babe, I can see all sides of you White braids and pillow chair I don't know what I would do E7 A California blue B E B G#7 Sing to you things to do E7 A California blue B C#m Sing to you E7 A Deep Ventura sky B E B G#7 Rolling by, rolling why E7 A Deep Ventura sky B C#m Rolling by E7 A Santa Cruz in June B E B G#7 Either blue, surf the moon E7 A Santa Cruz in June B C#m Surf the moon E7 A San Francisco Bay B E B G#7 Safe to say, paved the way E7 A San Francisco Bay B C#m Paved the way | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C#m E E7 F#7 G#7 B B7 |