Every time that I see ya,
Am F
A lightening bolt fills the room,
C G
The underbelly of Paris,
Am F
She sings her favorite tune,
C G
She'll drink you under the table,
Am F
She'll show you a trick or two,
C G
But every time that I left her,
Am F
I missed the things she would do.
C G
She was the one - for me,
F C
She opened my eyes - to see,
Am G
She was the one - for me,
F C
Well alright.
G G
It was a cold September,
Am F
Before the Indian summer,
C G
That's the thing I remember,
Am F
When she gave me her number,
C G
Went from station to station,
Am F
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On a train 'cross the nation
C G
And the rain of November,
Am F
That's the time that we ended,
C G
She was the one - for me,
F C
Well alright.
G
Vodka with Coca Cola,
Cocaine tucked in her shoes,
Cigarettes over coffee,
Her halo slipped to a noose,
Take a slow boat to China,
You fly a rag 'round the moon,
She could take it or leave it,
I knew it had to end soon.
She was the one - for me,
She opened my eyes - to see,
She was the one - for me,
Well alright.
It was a cold September,
Before the Indian summer,
That's the thing I remember,
When she gave me her number,
Went from station to station,
On a train 'cross the nation,
And the rain of November,
That's the time that we ended,
She was the one - for me,
Well alright, alright, alright, yeah
