Cmaj7 The film was a bust but we stayed till the ending G Hair all a-mussed but your clothes didn't look so bad Cmaj7 And back on the street the rain was descending G In cold dirty sheets so under the awning we sat And then you hailed yourself a yellow cab C G And I sat for a time by the valets in line and I read what you wrote on the card C G Above a cowboy you drew a big talk balloon saying Try not to take it so hard Am C But there's this nagging suspicion that won't leave me alone tonight G It's just that everything I try to do nothing seems to turn out right