Cmaj7
The film was a bust but we stayed till the ending
G
Hair all a-mussed but your clothes didn't look so bad
Cmaj7
And back on the street the rain was descending
G
In cold dirty sheets, so under the awning we sat
And then you hailed yourself a yellow cab
C G
And I sat for a time by the valets in line and I read what you wrote on the card
C G
Above a cowboy you drew a big talk balloon saying "Try not to take it so hard"
Am C
But there's this nagging suspicion that won't leave me alone tonight
G
It's just that everything I try to do, nothing seems to turn out right
