Status Quo - Pictures of matchstick men

^C When I l^D#ook up to the skies I s^A#ee your eyes a f^Funny kind of y^Cellow ^D#

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^F I rush h^Come to bed I s^D#oak my head I s^A#ee your face u^Fnderneath my pi^Cllow ^D#

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^F I w^Cake next morning t^D#ired still yawning A# F C D#-A#-F-C-C-C-C See your face come peaking through my window

P^Fictures of m^Gatchstick men and y^Cou M^Firages of m^Gatchstick men and y^Cou F G C D#-A#-F-C-D#-A#-F-C-C-C-C All I ever see is them and you

W^G#indows echo y^G#our reflection W^D#hen I look in the^D#ir direction gon^A#e W^G#hen will this h^G#aunting stop Your f^D#ace it just wont le^D#ave me a-lo^Gne ^G

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P^Fictures of m^Gatchstick men and y^Cou M^Firages of m^Gatchstick men and y^Cou A^Fll I ever s^Gee is them and y^Cou

You ^D#in the sky you wi^A#th this guy you make^F men cry you lie^C You ^D#in the sky you wi^A#th this guy you make^F men cry you lie^C

P^Cictures of m^D#atchstick men, Pi^A#ctures of mat^Fchstick...