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[Verse 1]

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I told Althea I was feeling lost, lacking in some direction.
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Althea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection.

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I told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb.
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Althea told me better cool down boy, settle back, easy Jim.


[Solo] (x2)

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[Verse 2]

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You may be Saturday's child, all grown, 
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Moving with a pinch of grace.
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You may be a clown in the burying ground,
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Or just another pretty face.

A                       C#m     D                           A
You may be the fate of Ophelia, sleeping and perchance to dream.
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Honest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extreme.


[Solo] (x2)

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[Verse 3]

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Ain't nobody messing with you, but you,
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Your friends are getting most concerned.
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Loose with the truth, baby it's your fire, but baby don't get burned.

A                  C#m                D                    A
When the smoke has cleared, she said, that's what she said to me.
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Gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy.


[Solo] (x2)

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[Bridge]

D                    G            E
There are things you can replace, and others you cannot.
D                    G
The time has come to weigh those things.
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This space is getting hot, you know this space is getting hot.


[Solo] (x2)

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[Verse 4]

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I told Althea I'm a roving sign, and I was born to be a bachelor.
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Althea told me, okay, that's fine, so now I'm trying to catch her.

A                         C#m
Can't talk to you without talking to me,
      D                      A
We're guilty of the same old thing.
C#m                      E
Been thinking a lot about less and less
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And forgetting the love we bring.


[Outro] (x6)

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