Standard (EADGBE)

What was it I saw in New York

 I'm not the same any more

How will I hide these feelings inside

 Call my girl on the phone

Neon lights shine bright

Taxi cabs glide by

Aeroplanes that fly high up in the sky

 Pretty girl says "Hi

 What's the worst job you've had?

 What do you read?

 What's driving you mad?

(Other verses are the same)

Met the cigarette girl

Took a note of her charms but no cigar

Met the Indie-cool queen

Took me out of the bar

And showed me the scene

My little girl I can’t find

She’s five hours behind

Singer not the song

And something’s gone wrong

Said the spider to the fly

Do I like this girl?

It’s such a big world

I like the tone of her voice

Loved the sound of her voice

When I get back to London

From outer space

Will I fall into place?

I’ll hold onto my smile

Find my girl in a while

Look myself in the face

Don’t know what you see

Am I playing in your movie?

You’re in my magazine

Are you talking to me?

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