David Bowie

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And when she drowns
           Dsus2                       A
Within and in the fizzy gin, begins to sigh
              Dsus2
"Good God, oh my", I cry
                   E
And die, and lie beside

She is the apple in my eye

She talked to God

I couldn't cope or'd hope eloped
                            D
A dope she roped this salty lie
                             E
And when she's dreaming, I believe
                             A
And when she's reading, I retreat
        B7
Can't believe her
E
Telling me she's dead again

Telling me she's dead against it

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            A
And deep my wound
           Dsus2                          A
Within for every second chance it was thy tore
            Dsus2
From deep within despite the rain
             E
My words are worn

She loves to talk into the phone

No matter who

No matter when, no matter where
                           D
No better than the faulty line
                             E
And when she's dreaming, I believe
                            A
And when she's reading, I retreat
        B7
Can't believe her
E
Telling me she's dead again

Telling me she's dead against it

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