Verse
Fm D#7 Fm
Surrounded by strangers in a boring party
D#7 Fm D#7 Fm D#7
Hidden in a corner I'm talking with her
Fm D#7 Fm
Focus on her mouth when she reveal her teeth
D#7 Fm D#7
Her smile is still shy but her eyes are stroking me
[Pre-Chorus]
G#
C#m I Right?
D#7 G#
Don't she try to play with me
D#7 G#
Just like a puppet on a string
D#7 G# C7
Could I trust her mischievous eyes and her mysterious smile
Fm D#7
But I have nothing to say
[Interlude]
Fm D#7 Fm D#7
Fm D#7
[Verse 2]
Fm D#7 Fm
I can see her chest moving fast up and down
D#7 Fm D#7
She arouses me so deeply I can't help desire her
Fm D#7 Fm
Should I take her hand or put my on her thigh
D#7 Fm D#7
All these gestures are fake I don't bear to be so banal
[Pre-Chorus]
G#
C#m I mad?
D#7 G#
Have I dreamt all these signs today
D#7 G#
That make me think I should take her away
D#7 G# C7
From all these boring people inside and make her open up
Em7
Open up in my arms
[Chorus]
D# Fm
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
D# Fm
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
D# Fm
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C7 Fm
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
D# Fm
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
D# Fm
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
D# Fm
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C7 Fm
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
D# Fm
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
D# Fm
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
D# Fm
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C7 G#
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
[Pre-Chorus]
D#7 G#
I confess I'm lost in confusion
D#7 G#
All my senses act up one by one
D#7 G#
I'm a mess, I'm clumsy like a child
C7
My stomach is a floor-clothe
Fm
And I have nothing to say
[Chorus]
D# Fm
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
D# Fm
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
D# Fm
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C7 Fm
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
D# Fm
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
D# Fm
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
D# Fm
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C7 G#
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
[Pre-Chorus]
D# G#
I was so many times about to succeed
D# G#
To steal her from her fears and her doubts
D#7 G#
But I'm just a poor lonesome cowboy with no gun
C7
And my horse has a wood leg
Fm
And I have nothing to say
[Chorus]
D# Fm
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
D# Fm
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
D# Fm
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C7 Fm
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
D# Fm
We've got the feeling that we could be lovers
D# Fm
We've got this feeling but have nothing to say
D# Fm
We'd better hurry before feeling is over
C7 Fm
We'd better hurry but have nothing to say
[Outro]
D# Fm
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