(Am)I was scared of den tists and the dark.

this (Am)I was scared of (G)pret ty girls and (C)start ing con ver sa tions.

All (Am)cow my friends are turn ing green;

you’re the (Am)ma gi cian’s as sist ant in their dream.

Ah (Am)ooh.

Ah (Am)oh,

and they (C)come un stuck.

(Am)La dy, (G)run ning down to the (C)rip tide, tak en a way to the (Am)dark side, (G)I wan na be your (C)left hand man.

I (Am)love you (G)when you’re sing ing that (C)song, and I got a lump in my (Am)throat ’cause (G)you’re gon na sing the words wrong.

(Am)There’s this mov ie that I think you’ll like:

this (Am)guy de cides to (G)quit his job, and (C)heads to New York Cit y.

This (Am)cow boy’s run ning from him self,

you’re and (Am)she’s been liv ing on the high est shelf.

Ah (Am)ooh.

Ah (Am)oh,

and they (C)come un stuck.

(Am)La dy, (G)run ning down to the (C)rip tide, tak en a way to the (Am)dark side, (G)I wan na be your (C)left hand man.

I (Am)love you (G)when you’re sing ing that (C)song, and I got a lump in my (Am)throat ’cause (G)you’re gon na sing the words wrong.

wrong.

(Am)I just wan na, I just wan na know

(C)if you’re gon na, if you’re gon na stay.

(Am)I just got ta, I just got ta know;

(C)I can’t have it, I can’t have it (F)an y oth er way.

I (Am)swear she’s des tined for the (C)screen;

(Am)clos est thing to (G)Mi chelle Pfeif fer (C)that you’ve ev er seen, oh.

(Am)La dy, (G)run ning down to the (C)rip tide, tak en a way to the (Am)dark side, (G)I wan na be your (C)left hand man.

I (Am)love you (G)when you’re sing ing that (C)song, and I got a lump in my (Am)throat ’cause (G)you’re gon na sing the words wrong.

Oh, (Am)la dy, (G)run ning down to the (C)rip tide, tak en a way to the (Am)dark side, (G)I wan na be your (C)left hand man.

I (Am)love you (G)when you’re sing ing that (C)song, and I got a lump in my (Am)throat ’cause (G)you’re gon na sing the words wrong.

Oh, (Am)la dy, (G)run ning down to the (C)rip tide, tak en a way to the (Am)dark side, (G)I wan na be your (C)left hand man.

I (Am)love you (G)when you’re sing ing that (C)song, and I got a lump in my (Am)throat ’cause (G)you’re gon na sing the words wrong.

Oh, (Am)throat ’cause (G)you’re gon na sing the words (C)wrong, and I got a lump in my (Am)throat ’cause (G)you’re gon na sing the words wrong.