Michael Blakeway Of The Oriental Nightmare Fame

	  		 

Intro 
F 

Verse 1:
Am            Am/B    C 
Finally I, I got through 
Am                                     Am/B       C 
But I made you lose your job and stuff, like a fool 
F                                    G                           C 
But now I'm kinda glad I did because it meant me yearning over you 


Verse 2:
Am           Am/B     C 
In that dingy back bar 
Am                    Am/B   C 
Apologising for going too far 
F                                   G                         C 
On the first time that we met dunno why I came across like that 

C 


F                                                          Am 
It must be hard being humble when you look as good as you do 
F                                                       Am 
As we were pulp fictioning on some back street in camden 
F                                                            Am 
It must be hard being single when you taste as good as you do 
         G                              F                            C 
She said I sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin 


Verse 3:
Am            Am/B         C 
Eventually I, I got through 
Am             Am/B                       C 
After spending months trying to get to you 
F                                          G                              C 
And I got you to myself in those boots and I'm glad I did cause I never do 

Verse 4:
Am           Am/B      C 
In that badly lit hotel 
Am                         Am/B        C 
Laughed all night cause we somehow fell 
F                                                    G                       C 
Asleep and slept through all the screaming from the others in the other room 


                     F                                             Am 
She said it must be hard being humble when you look as good as you do 
F                                                       Am 
As we were pulp fictioning on some back street in camden 
F                                                           Am 
It must be hard being single when you taste as good as you do 
          G                             F                             C 
She said I sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin
 


Instrumental 
Am Am/B C x2 
F G C C 

 
               F                                             Am 
She said it must be hard being humble when you look as good as you do 
F                                                       Am 
As we were pulp fictioning on some back street in camden 
F                                                           Am 
It must be hard being single when you taste as good as you do 
          G                             F                             C 
She said I sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin 
              G                    F                  C 
She said I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin