[Intro]
E A
[Strophe]
E 
Pussyfooting, setting sun 
A 
Make a wish that weighs a tonne 
     E 
There are no handles for you to hold 
      A 
And no understanding where it goes
[Instrumentale]
E     A
[Strophe]
E 
Jealousy in technicolour 
A 
Fear by name, love by numbers 
    E 
Street lamp amber, wanderlust 
A 
Powder in a blunderbuss
[Refrain]
E 
She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me 
 
And suddenly the sky is a scissor 
A 
Sitting on the floor with a tambourine 
 
Crushing up a bundle of love 
E 
Don't take it so personally 
 
You're not the only one 
A 
That time has got it in for, honey  
 
That's where you're wrong
[Instrumentale]
E    A
[Strophe]
E 
All the old flames fastened on 
A 
Make a wish that weighs a tonne 
E 
There are no handles you can hold 
       A 
And no understanding where it goes
[Solo]
E     A
[Refrain]
E 
She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me 
 
And suddenly the sky is a scissor 
A 
Sitting on the floor with a tambourine 
 
Crushing up a bundle of love 
E 
Don't take it so personally 
 
You're not the only one 
A 
That time has got it in for, honey 
 
That's where you're wrong 
E                      A 
 That's where you're wrong 
                    E 
That's where you're wrong 
 A         E     A     E (Strum once)  
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