Tom: C

C
Bad lovers face to face in the morning
Am
Shy apologies and polite regrets
F
Slow dances that left no warning of
Dm
Outraged glances and indiscreet yawning
F                    G                C
Good manners and bad breath get you nowhere
C                   Am
Even presidents have newspaper lovers
F                     Fm     
Ministers go crawling under covers
C        Am
She's no angel
C       F
He's no saint
C           Am              F       
They're all covered up with white washed grease paint  (alt: white washed newsprint)
G
And you say...

Chorus:
C           F                           G           Am
The teacher never told you anything but white lies
Bb                C/Bb
But you never see the lies
          F/A   Fm/Ab
And you believe
Bb/Ab                     C/G
Oh you know you have been captured
    F                  Am/E
You feel so civilized
D               F                       C
And you look so pretty in your new lace sleeves


C
The salty lips of the socialite sisters
           Am
With their continental fingers that have
F
never seen working blisters
Dm
Oh I know they've got their problems
F            G      
I wish I was one of them
C              Am
They say daddy's coming home soon
F                                 Fm                  
With his sergeant stripes and his Empire mug and spoon
C       Am
No more fast buck
C                       F
And when are they gonna learn their lesson
C                   Am                F             G
When are they gonna stop all of these victory processions And you say...

**Chorus


C                                         Bb
Look so pretty in your new lace sleeves

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