F G Bb F Koreema know just what it is she does F G Bb F It cant be hard for her to get a buzz F G Down in the street below Bb F You can hear the drunken prophet sing F G "I know whats on your mind my boy Bb F I can see oh everything F G Bb Lead pipes are fortune made well F Take a tip from me F G Bb F Climb up to her window ledge or you'll forever be Eb Ebm Bb Just walking under ladders as the people round you hear you crying please Eb Ebm Bb A Ab G as the people round you hear you crying please (F G Bb F) Who really knows just what it is she does It cant be hard for her To get a buzz The rapture of vertigo And letting go Me myself i was never sure Was it the liquor Or was it my soul?