Diplomats Son

F# G#m C# C#7 F# G#m C# It's not right, F# G#m C# but it's now or never F# G#m C# And if I wa-a-a-ait F# G#m C# could I ever forgive myself? F# G#m C# 
On a night F# G#m C# when the moon glows yellow in the riptide F# G#m C# With the li-i-i-ight F# G#m7 C#7 from the TVs buzzing in the house F# G#m Cause I'm gonna cut it where I can C# C#7 
And then I'm gonna duck out behind them F# G#m If I ever had a chance it's now then C# C#7 F# G#m7 C#7 But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you
 F# G#m C#7 To offer it to you would be cruel F# G#m C#7 When all I want to do is use, use you F# He was a diplomat's son G#m C# C#7 It was ‘eighty-one, F# He was a diplomat's son G#m C# C#7 It was ‘eighty-one, oh-oh-oh-oh F# G#m C# C#7 F# G#m C# C#7 F# G#m C# Dressed in white C#7 F# G#m C# C#7 with my car keys hidden in the kitchen F# G#m C# I could sleep C#7 F# G#m C# C#7 wherever I lay my head F# G#m C# And the sight C#7 F# G#m C# C#7 of your two shoes sitting in the bathtub F# G#m C# Let me know C#7 F# that I shouldn't give up just yet F# G#m Cause I'm gonna take it from Simon C# C#7 And then I'm gonna duck out behind them F# G#m If I ever had a chance it's now then C# C#7 F# G#m7 C#7 
But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you F# G#m C# To offer it to you would be cruel C#7 F# G#m C# C#7 When all I want to do is use, use you F# He was a diplomat's son G#m C# C#7 It was ‘eighty-one, F# He was a diplomat's son G#m C# C#7 It was ‘eighty-one, oh-oh-oh-oh B F# F# C#7 B F# F# C#7 B F# I know, you'll say F# C#7 I'm not doing it right B F# But this is how I want it F# C#7 B F# I can't go back F# C#7 To how I felt before F# G#m That night I smoked a joint C# With my best friend C#7 F# We found ourselves in bed G#m C# C#7 When I woke up he was gone F# G#m He was a diplomat's son C# C#7 It was ‘eighty-one, F# G#m He was a diplomat's son C# C#7 It was ‘eighty-one Instr break F# G#m C# C#7 F# G#m C# C#7 B F# F# C#7 B F# F# C#7 F# G#m C# F# G#m C# F# G#m C# Looking out F# G#m C# at the ice cold water all around me F# G#m C# I can't feel F# G#m C# any traces of that other place F# G#m C# In the dark F# G#m C# when the wind comes racing off the river F# G#m C# There's a car F# G#m C# all black with diplomatic plates