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Intro:
Dm F C G Dm F C G Dm F C G Dm F C G
(Piano lead)
Dm F C G Dm F C G
Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah
Dm F C G Dm F C G
Well, she's made of fire . . and she's made of wind . .
Dm F C G Dm F C G
She can take you higher . . but she's not your friend . .
Dm F C G Dm F C G Dm F C G Dm F C G
She don't beg, . . . crawl, . . . rise, . . . fall . . .
Dm F C G Dm F C G
Well, she's in no doubt . . that she just can't lose . .
Dm F C G Dm F C G
She got no way out, . . and she's no one's muse . .
Dm F C G Dm F C G Dm F C G
Well, she don't need, . . . pray, . . . bleed, . . .
Dm F C G
Gets the job done any old way
Dm F
No one ever told her that the world was under her skin (ah-ah)
C G
She goes to sleep in every place that you know you never have been
Dm C Bb A
Turn yourself around and she won't be there
Dm C Bb A
You just won't see her 'cause she just don't care
Dm C F C
Change you name and bury your dead
Dm C F C
Leave some space for her in your headâ?¨
: Dm F C G Dm F C G :
Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ahâ?¨
Dm F C G Dm F C G
Well, she's in no doubt . . that she just can't lose . .
Dm F C G Dm F C G
She got no way out, . . and she's no one's muse . .
Dm F C G Dm F C G Dm F C G
Well, she don't need, . . . pray, . . . bleed, . . .
Dm F C G
Gets the job done any old way
Dm F
No one ever told her that the world was under her skin (ah-ah)
C G
She goes to sleep in every place that you know you never have been
Dm C Bb A
Turn yourself around and she won't be there
Dm C Bb A
You just won't see her 'cause she just don't care
Dm C F C
Change you name and bury your dead
Dm C F C
Leave some space for her in your head
Dm C
Throw away your rights and wrongs, leave them in the dust (ah-ah)
Bb A Bb A
Forget the day that you were born she'll take whatever she must
: Dm F C G Dm F C G :
Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah
: Dm C F Dm Dm C F Dm Dm C F Dm Dm C F Dm :
(funk Instrumental)
Dm F C G Dm F C G
Well, she's made of fire . . and she's made of wind . .
Dm F C G Dm F C (n/c)
She can take you higher . . but she's not your friend . (.)x
Dm F C G Dm F C G Dm F C G Dm F C G
She don't beg, . . . crawl, . . . rise, . . . fall . . .
Dm F C G Dm F C G Dm F C G
Well, she don't need, . . . pray, . . . bleed, . . .
Dm F C G
Gets the job done any old way
Dm F
No one ever told her that the world was under her skin (ah-ah)
C G
She goes to sleep in every place that you know you never have been
Dm C Bb A
Turn yourself around and she won't be there
Dm C Bb A
You just won't see her 'cause she just don't care
Dm C F C
Change you name and bury your dead
Dm C F C
Leave some space for her in your head
Dm C
Throw away your rights and wrongs, leave them in the dust (ah-ah)
Bb A Bb A
Forget the day that you were born she'll take whatever she must
A Bb A A Bb A
Take whatever she must, take whatever she must
Dm F C G Dm F C G
Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah
Dm F C G Dm F C G
Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah Ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah
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