Verse
F#m E7 F#m
Surrounded by strangers in a boring party
E7 F#m E7 F#m E7
Hidden in a corner I'm talking with her
F#m E7 F#m
Focus on her mouth when she reveal her teeth
E7 F#m E7
Her smile is still shy but her eyes are stroking me
[Pre-Chorus]
A
Dm I Right?
E7 A
Don't she try to play with me
E7 A
Just like a puppet on a string
E7 A C#7
Could I trust her mischievous eyes and her mysterious smile
F#m E7
But I have nothing to say
[Interlude]
F#m E7 F#m E7
F#m E7
[Verse 2]
F#m E7 F#m
I can see her chest moving fast up and down
E7 F#m E7
She arouses me so deeply I can't help desire her
F#m E7 F#m
Should I take her hand or put my on her thigh
E7 F#m E7
All these gestures are fake I don't bear to be so banal
[Pre-Chorus]
A
Dm I mad?
E7 A
Have I dreamt all these signs today
E7 A
That make me think I should take her away
E7 A C#7
From all these boring people inside and make her open up
Fm7
Open up in my arms
[Chorus]
E F#m
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
E F#m
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
E F#m
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C#7 F#m
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
E F#m
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
E F#m
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
E F#m
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C#7 F#m
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
E F#m
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
E F#m
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
E F#m
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C#7 A
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
[Pre-Chorus]
E7 A
I confess I'm lost in confusion
E7 A
All my senses act up one by one
E7 A
I'm a mess, I'm clumsy like a child
C#7
My stomach is a floor-clothe
F#m
And I have nothing to say
[Chorus]
E F#m
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
E F#m
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
E F#m
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C#7 F#m
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
E F#m
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
E F#m
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
E F#m
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C#7 A
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
[Pre-Chorus]
E A
I was so many times about to succeed
E A
To steal her from her fears and her doubts
E7 A
But I'm just a poor lonesome cowboy with no gun
C#7
And my horse has a wood leg
F#m
And I have nothing to say
[Chorus]
E F#m
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
E F#m
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
E F#m
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C#7 F#m
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
E F#m
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
E F#m
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
E F#m
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C#7 F#m
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
[Outro]
E F#m
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