Write About Love

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[Intro]
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Dbsus4 Db  Dbsus4 Db
Bsus4  B   Bbsus4 Bb
Ab     F

[Verse 1]
         Gm    F    Gm                        C    Bb   F
I know a spell            That would you make well
F#dim       Gm             F         Eb
Write about love, it could be in any tense,
       D         Gm    F   Gm
but it must make sense

[Verse 2]
         Gm    F    Gm                      C    Bb   F
I know a trick          Forget that you are sick
F#dim       Gm             F         Eb
Write about love, it could be in any form,
        D            Gm      F    Gm
Hand it to me in the morning

[Chorus]
  Bb                               Ab
I hate my job, I'm working way too much
               F
(every day I'm stuck in an office)
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At one o'clock, I take my lunch up on the roof (up on the roof)
Eb            Db                 Ab     Eb     F
   The city's spread below, I'll write about a man
          Ab      Eb       F
He's intellectual and he's hot, but he understands

[Intro]
Ebsus4 Eb  Ebsus4 Eb
Dbsus4 Db  Dbsus4 Db
Bsus4  B   Bbsus4 Bb
Ab     F

[Verse 3]
                 Gm         F         Gm
The seconds move on (if you watch the clock)
                  C               Bb      F
And the sky grows dark (if you're looking up)
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But the girls move from thrill to thrill
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on the tightrope walk (on the tightrope walk)

[Instrumental]
Gm F  Gm
C  Bb F  F#dim
Gm F  Eb D
Gm F  Gm

[Chorus]
  Bb                               Ab
I hate my job, I'm working way too much
               F
(every day I'm stuck in an office)
   Bb                                     Db              F
At one o'clock, I take my lunch up on the roof (up on the roof)
Eb            Db                 Ab     Eb     F
   The city's spread below, I'll write about a man
          Ab      Eb       F
He's intellectual and he's hot, but he understands

[Instrumental]
Gm  F  Gm
Gm  F  Gm

[Verse 4]
         Gm          F        Gm
I know a way (so you know the way)
                             C           Bb    F
Get on your skinny knees and pray (Maybe not today)
       F#dim          Gm                F               Eb
You've got to see the dream through the windows and the trees
        D      Gm            F      Gm
of your living room (of your living room)
       F#dim          Gm                F               Eb
You've got to see the dream through the windows and the trees
        D      Gm     F  Gm
of your living room