What Do I Do Now

A      A/G#      A/F#       A/E

A           A/G#  A/F#           A/E
Quickly she came, dressed up for fame
E                      E/G#
Riding her perfume downstairs
F#m
Make-up like glue, she danced 'round the room,
       E
To the sound of her corduroy flares
A
Let's go to town, taxis all round
         E
We could stop for a couple of beers
   F#m
He looks at it all, stifles a yawn
    E
She tries not to look like she cares

             A
What do I do now?
             E
Are we going under
              D
What did I do wrong?
                    A
I thought we had it sorted
              A
Out the other day
               E
Maybe I'm just stupid
              D
Can't we try again?
               Dm9
No-one told me it was raining (raining, raining)

A                                        E
Can't face a club, they walk to a nearby pub
E
Watch a couple of bands
F#m
Draining the glass, they walk home at last
E
Reaching for each other's hands
A
Nothing is said, he goes to bed
E
Dreaming of her on his own
    F#m
She stays up all week, watching him sleep
E
Scared that she'll wake up alone

             A
What do I do now?
             E
Are we going under?
              D
What did I do wrong?
                    A
I thought we had it sorted
              A
Out the other day
               E
Maybe I'm just stupid
              D
Can't we try again?
               Dm9
No-one told me it was raining (raining, raining)

A                      E
Oh I'll miss you every day of your life
F#m
Oh, you'll feel it too
       D
You're not that strong
    Dm
You know I'm onto you
A                      E
Oh I'll miss you every day of your life
F#m
Maybe when you're dead
     D
I'll get some rest
      Dm
From holding onto you (holding onto you)

             A
What do I do now?
             E
Are we going under?
             D
What did I do wrong?
                    A
I thought we had it sorted
                 A
Is there someone else?
              E
Or am I too familiar?
              D                     A
Was it when I said I wanted to have children?
                 A
Tore up all your photos
                E
Didn't feel too clever
                   D
Spent the whole of Sunday
               A
Sticking you together
                A
Now I'd like to call
               E
But I feel too awkward
                   D
Some things need explaining
               Dm9
No-one told me it was raining
Dm9
(raining, raining, raining, raining, raining, raining)
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