Cm
The painted faces congregate
Bb Cm
In the mating season
Cm
The second homes
Cm
They go alone
Bb Cm
In no rush to leave 'em
Fm
And there's a fountain
And a scimitar
G Cm
Shaped yellow light
Fm G
That picks you up
Cm
And cuts you down to size
Ponte: Cm F G
Cm
The people there
Cm
And the furniture
Bb Cm
Start to seem important
Cm
And a whole lot more
Cm
You catch the floor
Bb Cm Fm
With a vivid and absorbant sharpened arc
G
Like the scimitar
Cm Fm
Shaped yellow light
G
That picks you up
Cm
And cuts you down to size
Cm
I had questions for the tap dancer
Cm
Sat on my lap
Bb Cm
And she had child proof caps on her answers
Stolen blower blow me a stone
Bb Cm
And show me that handsome enhancer
Fm
She had a rock on her throttle
Fm
And a brown glass bottle full of
G Cm
Shavings from the sun
Fm
Although those shoes affect your step
G Cm
Don't forget, whose legs you're on
Fm
And there's a fountain
And a scimitar
G Cm
Shaped yellow light
Fm G
That picks you up
Cm
And cuts you down to size
( Cm F G ) (2x)