C# G# I heard she drove the silvery sports-car Bbm G# along the empty streets last night. F# C# Hanging around with hair-dos like mine. F# G# No, I haven't seen the kids for some time. C# G# Picked up her shoes from the red-brick stairway, Bbm G# just like a harpsichordist she moved F# C# And back upstairs at half past two, F# G# with a paper folded, outside the loo. D#m F# Rain falls like Elvis tears. C# G# Oh no, no sugar tonight. D#m G# Out on the high street, dim all the lights and D#m G# cry coloured tears again. C# G# And baby, / (Don't forget to catch me.) / Bbm G# don't forget to catch me. / (Don't forget to catch me.) / F# C# Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time, / F# G# on this platform with the drizzle in my eyes? / C# G# And baby, / (Don't forget to catch me.) / Bbm G# don't forget to catch me. / (Don't forget to catch me.) / F# C# Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time? / F# G# The ticket's in my hand, the train pulls down the line. / Rain falls / like Elvis tears. / Oh no, / no sugar. / Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and / cry coloured tears. /