THE DINER

Don’t be a fraid of (E)me.

I’m what you (F#)need.

I saw you on the (B)screens.

I know we’re meant to be.

You’re star ring in my (E)dreams.

In mag a zines you’re look ing right at (F#)me.

I’m here a round the Bet I could change your (B)life.

You could be my wife.

Could get in to a (E)fight, I’ll say you’re right, and you’ll kiss me good (F#)night.

I wait ed on the (B)cor ner till I saw the sit ter leave.

Was eas y get ting o ver and I land ed on my feet.

I came in through the (E)kitch en look ing for some thing to eat.

I left a call ing (F#)card so they would know that it was

me.

I tried to save you, but I (B)failed.

Two fif ty thou sand dol lar bail.

While I’m a way, don’t read my (E)mail.

Just bring a veil and come vis it me in (F#)jail.

I’ll go back to the (B)din er.

I’ll write an oth er let ter.

I hope you’ll read it (E)this time.

You (F#)bet ter.

The cops a round the (B)cor ner stopped me when I tried to leave.

They told me I was cra zy and they knocked me off my feet.

They came in through the (E)kitch en look ing for some thing dis creet.

I left a call ing (F#)card so they would know that it was

me.

I mem o rized your (B)num ber; now I call you when I (B)please.

I tried to end it (B)all, but now I’m back up on my (B)feet.

I saw you in the (E)car with some one else and could n’t sleep.

If some thing hap pens (F#)to him, you can bet that it was me.