Youre Not The Only One I Know
The Sundays
Fmaj7/C: x33210 Cmaj7: x32000 Dm7: xx0211 Dm7/C: x30211 Intro: / / Where’s the harm in voicing a doubt You’ll find me in the lavatory And where’s the harm in talking out loud When I’m on my own What’s so wrong with reading my stars When I’ll be in the lavatory And what is so wrong with counting the cards When I’m all alone You’re not the only one That I know But I’m too proud to talk to you anyway You’re not the only one That I know But I’m far too proud to talk to you any day So I say I’m in love with the world And what is so wrong with voicing a doubt When I’m on my own It’s perfectly fine to sleep in a chair From Monday ’til Saturday And what is so wrong with talking out loud When I’m all alone Repeat Chorus Break: / / / / / So they rode out west to the seaside And they gladly decided to stay But after two hours wandering outside Ooh the sea air drove them away yeah Repeat Chorus End on Fmaj7/C