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Hey Blue Eyes

The Park Bench Rant
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D-DU-UDU
 I heard  your voice in some white noise.
 I was quite  convinced. It was your ghost.
 Cause tonight  I saw an ambulance
 And I worried  that you might be in the back.
 So I  snuck down to your fucking street.
 Stared in  your window like a fucking creep.
 Hey  blue eyes. Are  you sleeping tonight?
 Hey  blue eyes. How  are you sleeping tonight?
 I thought  that I could save myself with rock  and roll
 And its all  rock and roll to me baby.
 So now I’m working  in the morning.
 My hips are causing train wrecks.
 My sheets  smell of bad sex, drugs, and rock and roll.
 Well these  strange nights are killing me.
 So today  I smoked a pack of French cigarettes.
 My dear, I had some things I’d like  to forget.
 I got  a call at midnight
 Saying something  was going down on 9th  street
 I had hoped  it was a riot. It  was a party
 And I’m sure  you were there laughing  and smiling and carrying  on.
Hey  blue eyes. Are  you sleeping tonight?
Hey  blue eyes. Please  come home tonight.
Swallow  your pride. Please  come home tonight.
 I know  my room is smelling like a dive  bar
 But these songs  I cant play anymore
 Hang over  me like Damocles.
Please  come home tonight.

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Readable chord sheet for Hey Blue Eyes by The Park Bench Rant

[C]
I [C]heard your voice in some white noise.
I was [G]quite convinced. It was your ghost.
Cause [C]tonight I saw an ambulance
And I [G]worried that you might be in the back.
So [C]I snuck down to your fucking street.
Stared [G]in your window like a fucking creep.
Hey[Am] blue eyes. [C]Are you sleeping [G]tonight?
Hey[Am] blue eyes. [C]How are you sleeping [G]tonight?
I [G]thought that I could save myself with [C]rock and roll
And its [G]all rock and roll to me baby.
So now I’m [C]working in the morning.

My hips are causing train wrecks.
My [G]sheets smell of bad sex, drugs, and rock and roll.
Well [C]these strange nights are killing me.
So [G]today I smoked a pack of French ciga[C]rettes.
My dear, I had some things I’d [G]like to forget.
I [C]got a call at midnight
Saying [G]something was going down on [C]9th street
I had [G]hoped it was a riot. [C]It was a party
And I’m [G]sure you were there [C]laughing and smiling and [G]carrying on.
[Am]Hey blue eyes. [C]Are you sleeping [G]tonight?
[Am]Hey blue eyes. [C]Please come home [G]tonight.
[Am]Swallow your pride. [C]Please come home [G]tonight.
I [C]know my room is smelling like a [G]dive bar
But these [C]songs I cant play anymore
Hang [G]over me like [C]Damocles.
[C]Please come home tonight.

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