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Db Gb Db Elope with me Miss Private and we’ll sail around the world Ebm Bbm I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl Ebm Ab How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take? Ebm Ab How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays? Gb Bbm Oh elope with me in private and we’ll set something ablaze Ebm Ab Bbm a trail for the devil to erase Db Gb Db San Francisco’s calling us, the Giants and Mets will play Ebm Bbm Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay? Ebm Ab We hung about the stadium, we’ve got no place to stay Ebm Ab We hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell Gb Bbm About the saddest book you ever read, it always makes you cry Ebm Ab Bbm The statue’s crying too and well he may Db Gb Db I love you I’ve a drowning grip on your adoring face Ebm Bbm I love you my responsibility has found a place Ebm Ab Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words Ebm Ab Come wave upon me from the wider family net absurd Gb Bbm “You’ll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job” Ebm Ab Bbm Maybe, but not what she deserves Db Gb Db Elope with me Miss Private and we’ll drink ourselves awake Ebm Bbm We’ll taste the coffee houses and award certificates Ebm Ab a privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style Ebm Ab We’ll comment on the decor and we’ll help the passer by Gb Bbm And at dusk when work is over we’ll continue the debate Ebm Ab Bbm In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare Db Gb Db The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day Ebm Bbm The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays Ebm Ab He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor Ebm Ab He knows the drink affects his speed he’s praying for a doorway Gb Bbm Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench Ebm Ab Bbm Life outside the diamond is a wrench Db Gb Db I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend Ebm Bbm I know it wouldn’t come to love, my heroine pretend Ebm Ab a lady stepping from the songs we love until this day Ebm Ab You’d settle for an epitaph like “Walk Away, Renee” Gb Bbm The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower Ebm Ab Bbm Meet you at the statue in an hour Ebm Ab Bbm Meet you at the statue in an hour
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