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Tom: G
G Dm
Do you want to be an angel,
G
Do you want to be a star,
Dm G
Do you want to play some magic on my guitar?
Dm
Do you want to be a poet,
G
Do you want to be my string?
Dm B°
You could be anything.
Bb
Do you want to be the lover of another
A7 D
Undercover? You could even be the man on the moon.
F
Do you want to be the player,
Dm
Do you want to be the string?
Bb
Let me tell you something,
A7
It just don't mean a thing.
Dm
You see it really doesn't matter
Bb C Dm
when you're buried in disguise
Bb C Dm
by the dark glass on your eyes,
Bb C Dm
though your flesh has crystalised;
Eb Dm
Still.... you turn me on.
Eb Dm
Still.... you turn me on.
Eb C
Still.... you turn me on.
G Dm G
Do you want to be the pillow where I lay my head,
Dm G
Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed?
Dm G
Do you want to be a colour cover magazine;
Dm B°
create a scene.
Bb
Every day a little sadder,
A little madder,
A7 D
Someone get me a ladder.
F
Do you want to be the singer,
Dm
Do you want to be the song?
Bb
Let me tell you something
A7
you just couldn't be more wrong.
Dm
You see I really have to tell you
Bb C Dm
that it all gets so intense.
Bb C Dm
From my experience
Bb C Dm
It just doesn't seem to make sense,
Eb Dm
Still.... you turn me on.
Eb Dm
Still.... you turn me on.
Eb D
Still.... you turn me on.