The Key That Fits Her Door

C F C C F C G C I can't seem to lose a key that fits her door C G C It's late, and all the barrooms are closing F G C I start walking down the street, towards my car F C And temptation overtakes me when my conscience says go home Dm D G I head that way but never get that far C G F C Up ahead, if I turn right, the road to take me home Dm G But passion whispers make a left and see her just once more F C F At an address, I keep hidden, cause our moments are forbidden C F C G C But I can't seem to lose a key that fits her door C G F C Up ahead, if I turn right, the road to take me home Dm G But passion whispers make a left and see her just once more F C F At an address, I keep hidden, cause our moments are forbidden C F C G C But I can't seem to lose a key that fits her door