Capo 2nd fret
Standard (EADGBE)
Some times I see her silhouette
In the window across the street
She does what she does
Her world is so complete
I am the voyeur, the dirty little boy
Hostage to her ritual, my lifes only joy
And I want her so much
Oh I want her so much
She arrives home at five
The bedroom light comes on
I hear her stereo, some old Elvis song
Then she makes dinner, I bet something fine
Watches the Hill Street Blues, until the special, special time
And I want her so much
Oh I want her so much
I want her so much and she dont know
I want her so bad, but she dont care, oh, oh /// //// /// ////
I bet her room is pale pink
I bet is smells real nice
I can see her brush her hair
So slowly, so precise
And then she walks to the bed, and slips under the sheets
This is the special time, she thinks about me
And I want her so much
Oh I want her so much
I want her so much and she dont know
I want her so bad, but she dont care, oh, oh /// //// Oh oh/// ////
oh, oh /// //// Oh oh/// ////