Je sus (F)freaks by.

out in the (F)street dy.

hand ing tick ets out for God.

Turn ing (F)back,

she just (F)laughs.

The boul e vard is not that (F)bad.

Pia no man, na.

he makes his stand her

in the au di to ri um.

And Look ing (F)on, me,

she sings the (F)songs.

me,

The word she ny knows, the tune she (G)hums.

Blue jean (F)ba by.

L.

in A.

(F)la dy.

hand ing Seam stress for the band.

Pret ty (F)eyed,

pi rate (F)smile,

you’ll mar ry a mu not sic (F)man.

Bal le ri na.

You must have seen her

in the danc ing in the sand.

And now she’s (F)in me,

al sings ways (F)with me,

ti word she ny danc er in my (G)hand.

But, oh, how it feels so real (Gm7)ly ing here with (Cm)no one near.

On ly you,

and you can (Bb)hear me

when I say (G7)soft ly,

(G7)slow ly:

Hold me clos er, Ti ny Danc er.

Count the head lights on the high (G)way.

Lay me down in sheets of lin en.

You had a bus y day to day.

Hold me clos er, Ti ny Danc er.

Count the head lights on the high (G)way.

Lay me down in sheets of lin en.

You had a bus y day to day.