Fun Stuff

(início)

intro: A, A*, A, F'm, A, A*,
A*
            A
I took off my clothes,
                A*
She took off hers too,
         A
With no fanfares
              F'm
And no hallelujahs.
             A
Throughout the night,
              A*
I would grind away the truth;
That there's nothing sadder
Than sad, sad sex,
And the bad, bad news
Is that I gave in
To the ugly hand
That first led me away from you.
The fun stuff
Is not so fun without you.
So I drink until
I fill my brim,
But there's nothing
Fills me up the same
As a tiny word
Broadcast across the sea.
And should I go out
To dance tonight?
Well my two left feet
Need your two right
Or I'll spin around
In circles endlessly.
The fun stuff
Is not so fun without you.
Well the city was born
Bright blue today,
And I whistled through
The sunlit streets
And my empty hand
Felt cold and unused.
And I'm quite all right,
I get by just fine;
I'm not depressed,
Not most of the time.
It's just the fun stuff
Is much less fun without you.