Tom: Em
Em D#
If you told me that we’d died
G C
And gone to the gay bar
G C
I woulda said “that seems right”
Em D#
Cause I knew you’d had a few
G C
When I got into the car
G C
I was clutching the upholstery tight
Em D#
Saint Peter clad in leather
G C
She was looking quite salacious
G C
But the fire never met her eyes
Em D#
And the cowboys dipped in glitter
G C
Brought us into their good graces
G C
You were sorry that you’re not their type
G C
You were sorry that you’re not their
A C
Oo-oo-oo
A C [mute]
Ah-Ah-Ah
Em D#
The swaying of your braids
G C
Gave impression of a halo
G C
But saying so would make me trite
Em D#
Well I think I coulda stayed
G C
For forever in the disco
G C
Dancing by the fractured light
G C
You were lovely by the fractured
A C
Oo-oo-oo
A C
Ah-ah-ah-ah
A C
Ah-ah-oo
G C
Baby isn’t this the afterlife?
G Cmaj7
Singing karaoke in a dive
