Tom: Dm
intro: A
A
What she got she got to give it to somebody
A
What she got she got to give it to someone
G D
It’s not a case of growin’ up or lots of money
A
It’s just the fundamental twist of the sun
What she got she got to let somebody find it (- “Really?”)
What she got is not for her to keep alone (- “Oh!”)
Nobody’s got a clue if there is such a reason (- “Yea?”)
Why she wanna play it o-on her own
Dm Bb F C
She’s got nothing on but the radio
Dm Bb
She’s a passion play
F
And like the break of day
C Bb Dm
She takes my breath away
What she got she got to give to some contender
What she got is just like gold dust on a shelf
And no one’s got a clue what’s on her brave agenda
Why she wanna keep it keep it to herself
Dm Bb F C
She’s got nothing on but the radio
Dm Bb
She’s a passion play
F
And like the break of day
C Bb Dm C
She takes my breath away
Dm C
Who did the painting on my wall?
Dm C
Who left a poem down the hall?
Dm C
Oh I don’t understand at all, he-he-hey
Solo: A A G D
Dm Bb F C
She’s got nothing on but the radio
Dm Bb
She’s a passion play
F
And like the break of day
C Bb Dm C
She takes my breath away
