(song is actually in E A9 Bsus but a lot easier to play with capo)
Intro: D G A
D G
Sun comes up, it's Tuesday morning
A
Hits me straight in the eye
G D
Guess you forgot to close the blind last night
G A G
Oh that's right, I forgot, it was me
G D
I sure do miss the smell of black coffee in the morning,
G D
The sound of water splashing all over the bathroom,
G D
The kiss that you would give me even though I was sleeping,
A G D
But I kind of like the feel of this extra few feet in my bed
D G
Telephone's ringing, but I don't answer it
A G D
'Cause everybody knows that good news always sleeps till noon
G
Guess it's tea and toast for breakfast again
A G
Maybe I'll add a little T.V. too
D
No milk! God, how I hate that
G D
Guess I'll go to the corner, get breakfast from Jenny
G D
She's got a black eye this morning, "Jen how'd ya get it?"
A G D
She says, "Last night, Bobby got a little bit out of hand"
G
Lunchtime, I start to dial your number
A G
Then I remember so I reach for somebodies smoke
D G
And anyways I'd rather listen to Coltrane
A G
Than go through all that shit again
D
There's something about an afternoon spent doing nothin
G D
Just listening to records and watching the sun falling
G D
Thinking of things that don't have to add up to something
A
And this spell won't be broken
G D
By the sound of keys scraping in the lock
D G
Maybe tonight it's a movie With plenty of room
A
for elbows and knees
G D
A bag of popcorn all to myself,
D G
Black and white with a strong female lead
A G
And if I don't like it, no debate, I'll leave
G D
Here comes that feeling that I'd forgotten
G
How strange these streets feel
D
when you're alone on them
G D
Each pair of eyes just filled with suggestion
A G
So I lower my head, make a b-line for home
D
Seething inside
G
Funny, I'd never noticed
A G D
The sound the streetcars make as they pass my window
G A G
Which reminds me that I forgot to close the blind again
D
Yeah, sure I'll admit there are times when I miss you
G D
Especially like now when I need someone to hold me
G D
But there are some things that can never be forgiven
A
And I just gotta tell ya
G D
That I kinda like this extra few feet in my bed
Solo
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G D
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G D
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