C F I'm kicking off from centre field C G A question of being down for the game C F The one shot deal don't matter C G And the other one's the same Am F Oh! my friend I see you Am F Want you to come through (alright) C G And there's staring at shadows F C G Where the street lights all turn blue She's leaving for an American Suitcase in her hand I said her brothers and her sisters Are all on Atlantic sand She's screaming through the alleyway I hear the lonely cry, why can't you? And her batteries are corroded And her hundred watt bulb just blew Chorus: C F La la la la la C G La la la la la C F Alright, la la la la la C G La la la la la She used to hang out at Miss Lucy's Every weekend they would get 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 all show biz Chorus: La la la la la la La la la la la, alright La la la la la la La la la la la We're just screaming through the alleyway I hear her lonely cry, ah why can't you? And they're standing in the shadows Canal street lights all turn blue And they're standing in the shadows Where the street lights all turn blue And they're standing in the shadows Down where the street lights all turn blue | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Am C F G |