Deeper

L[E]isa picks her coffee up takes a small lip from her cup

a[Abm]s she flashes with her blue eyes over at the counter

w[A]here the spanish boys are talking loud  and hiking up their trousers proud

a[Am]nd she feels herself expiring like the ticket on her windscreen

w[E]hile Janni sits there all alone, all alone with his walkman on

a[Abm]nd he taps the rhythm gently with his fingers on the table

a[A]nd he's trying not to sing along sing along to his favorite song

h[Am]e doesn't want to play like that

h[Am]e jus[Bm]t want[C]s to

 [D]       mak[E]e her eyes see that he can make[Abm] her body

 [A]       tremble he's sure she'd make his fingers

 [F#7]       tingle every time they touched her skin

 [E]       and he just wants to be with her

 [Abm]       and he just wants to lay down next to her

 [A]       and he just wants to[F#7] go deeper, deeper than any boy has been

T[E]hen she pats her lips with a serviette, Christ knows why they're never wet

a[Abm]nd anyway he knows she'll be back again tomorrow

a[A]nd there's one thing wrong with the afternoon it always comes around too

soon

h[Am]e sees her lip her magazine away and walk over to the door[Am]             [Bm]                   [C]                        [D]

b[E]ut he knows how to keep his cool and he knows to make it

h[Abm]e can't stop himself from falling but he's had to learn to fake it

a[A]nd anyway she's made today a better day than yesterday at least he feels[Am]

a[Am]live and[Bm] he could[C] do the same for her if he could

 [D]       mak[E]e her eyes see that he can make her body
        tremble he's sure she'd make his fingers
        tingle every time they touched her skin
        and he just wants to be with her
        and he just wants to lay down next to her
        and he just wants to go deeper, deeper than any boy has been...