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I Something You
G7 C A7
I something you
Dm G7
As the nights get older
C A7
I something you
Dm G7
As if you couldn't see
F
In the best years of my life
C A7
At least I haven't got a wife
D7
I something you
G7 Am C F Bb B
You whatnot me
I something you
As the dead things moulder
In Leicester Square
That's the place to be
After all these ruined years
Let me realize your fears
I something you
G7 Am C F Bb B C D
You whatnot me
Dsus
In this kind of song
G
Middle bits are so predictable
D Dm
But you came along
G7
You were not at all predictable
F5
I didn't think you'd be like this
Bb
I didn't think you'd be like this
C D
Well, I didn't even think that you'd be like this
F
That you'd be like this
Bb B
That I'd feel like this, but
I something you
As the nights get colder
And you heat up
And you are next to me
In the twilight of this world
You are my Dutch, Australian, Hungarian, Jewish girl
I something you
Am C
You whatnot me
F
I something you
Bb C Bb C(6)
You something me
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