2 acessos
G C Let’s get out of this country I’ll admit I am bored with me I drowned my sorrows and slept around When not in body at least in mind D We’ll find a cathedral city F G C You can convince me I am pretty We’ll pick berries and recline Let’s hit the road dear friend of mine Wave goodbye to our thankless jobs We’ll drive for miles maybe never turn off We’ll find a cathedral city you can be handsome I’ll be pretty D Am What does this city have to offer me? Everyone else thinks it’s the bee’s knees D C What does this city have to offer me? C I just can’t see G C I just can’t see Let’s get out of this country I have been so unhappy Smell the Jasmine my head was turned I feel like getting confessional We’ll find a cathedral city you can convince me I am pretty What does this city have to offer me? Everyone else thinks it’s the bee’s knees What does this city have to offer me? I just can’t see I just can’t see