Tonart: C major•
Verse 1
As you laid spread out
on the Sunday paper
Looked like the crime scene
C
I heard the gate clatter to on the elevator
I wrapped myself up in it,
C
Fell asleep, was cooked medium
Placed on a dinner room
table in Brooklyn
Before an older couple surrounded
by family and friends
It flies back to you giving dollars
To homeless men down in
Not before they convinced you
G
It was for sandwiches and not for wine
I could never convince you baby
Verse 2
Interlude 1
G
C
Verse 3
C
Now you're feeding my fabulous
Chinese takeout
On the dampened bedsheets
F
Our last supper so you might say
I woke up in a cold sweat
and realized
C
We'd never cooked one meal together
You always said why bother
We have cuisines of the world
G
Laid at our feet everyday
Verse 4
C
And I thought of our first date
back in Nashville
We shared the poo poo platter
You enjoyed it with such gusto
We would have many happy meals together
C
In a warm dining room somewhere
Maybe even Brooklyn
That was way back then
And I was just another guy
C
But this baby this was our time
Verse 5
G
C
This was our time
G
C
What did you have in mind
Outro 1
F
G
C
C
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