Smithereens - Behind the wall of sleep

She had hair like Jeannie Shrimpton, back in ^G1965 She had ^Amlegs that never ended I ^Dwas ^Emhalfway paralyzed ^DShe was ^Emtall and cool and pretty And she ^Gdressed as black as coal If she'd ^Amask me to, I'd murder I ^Dwould g^Emladly lose my soul

Now I ^Glie in bed and ^Emthink of her Somet^Gimes I even ^Emweep Then I ^Cdream of her, beh^Dind the wall of ^Emsleep ^DWell she ^Emheld a bass guitar and She was ^Gplaying in a band And she ^Amstood just like Bill Wyman ^DNow I ^Emam her biggest fan ^DNow I ^Emknow I'm one of many who Would ^Glike to be your friend And I've ^Amgot to find a way To let ^Dyou ^Emknow I'm not like them

Now I ^Glie in bed and ^Emthink of her Somet^Gimes I even ^Emweep Then I ^Cdream of her, beh^Dind the wall of ^Emsleep ^DGot your ^Emnumber from a friend of mine Who ^Glives in your hometown Called you ^Amup to have a drink Your room^Dmate s^Emaid you weren't around ^DNow I ^Emknow I'm one of many who Would ^Glike to be your friend And I've ^Amgot to find a way To let ^Dyou ^Emknow I'm not like them

Now I ^Glie in bed and ^Emthink of her Somet^Gimes I even ^Emweep Then I ^Cdream of her, beh^Dind the wall of ^Emsleep Beh^Cind the ^Dwall of ^EmSleep Beh^Cind the ^Dwall of ^EmSleep Beh^Cind the ^Dwall of ^EmSleep