D
Hey there, Delilah
F#m
What's it like in New York City?
D
I'm a thousand miles away from you
F#m Bm G
Or maybe in your closet with a camera
A Bm
I like to watch you when you sleep
A
I don't make a peep.
D
Hey there, Delilah
F#m
Don't you try to call the police
D
I already cut the phone line
F#m
And your doggie got a roofy
Bm
You're all mine
G A Bm
We'll have lots of fun just you and me
A
Trust me, you'll see
D
Ohhhhhh Bm
It's what you do to me.
D
Ohhh Bm
It's what I'll do to you.
D
Ohhhhhh Bm
It's what you do to me
D
Ohhh Bm
But really what I'll do to you.
D
What I'll do to you.
D
Hey there, Delilah
F#m
I know this must be really hard
D
But just believe me, girl
F#m
You can't run. I slashed the tires on your car.
Bm
And now they're flat.
G A Bm
Do you have anything in here to eat?
A
I'd like a treat.
D
Hey there, Delilah
F#m
I just wish you would stop crying
D
It's weird how you make me feel
F#m
And yet you really are not trying
Bm
I know you're scared
G A Bm
If it helps I'm mentally impaired
A
I'm glad we shared
D
Ohhhhhh Bm
It's what you do to me.
D
Ohhh Bm
It's what I'll do to you.
D
Ohhhhhh Bm
It's what you do to me
D
Ohhh Bm
But really what I'll do to you.
D
What I'll do to you.
G
You sat in front of me in English class
A
I stared and stared at your great ass
D Bm
But you wouldn't turn around and look my way
G
Tonight can be our second chance
A
And I'm not wearing underpants
D Bm
If you haven't already, it might be time to pray
G
Delilah I can promise you
A
This will be over in two and two
Bm A
Chuck Woolery taught me how to deal with time
(A)
I'm out of rhymes.
D
Hey there, Delilah
F#m
I have one last thing I must say
D
I'm not really a psycho killer
F#m
I'm just someone your friends paid
Bm
To scare you good.
G A Bm
I'm sorry it had to be like this.
A
Your friends are Dicks.
D Bm
Soo I think Im gonna go
(Stop playing Completely)
