Intro: F/ A/ Dm /// Dm/B/// Gm/// Bbm/ C dim F A I feel like I've been sitting in a dark lonely room Dm Dm/B Looking in a garden at the trees that will not bloom Gm Bbm Living through a Summer with a sun that doesn't shine F A Dm Bbm Crawling cross a desert where it's raining all the time All the years of my life I've been living out of tune Looking for the light around a cloud covered moon Nothing was right Loving the heart of another...keeping my love under cover Wishing that I were your lover just for one night I've A Serious Case of I'm In Love With You I'll never get well...they'll never find a cure It's okay with me...it's okay with me I'm dreaming that she's dancing in a brightly coloured room Heading towards the garden where the flowers are all in bloom And I'm spending all my summer days doing as I please I'm takin' it easy...I'm takin' it easy...takin' it easy It's okay with me...Doctor let me be It...

Am Bm I Don't Like To Dance But I'll Dance With You Am Bm So long since I've romanced I'll take a chance with you G Em A7 All I need is time to think about it for awhile C D7 G I don't know if you noticed but I fancy you Am Bm Don't like to live alone when I can live with you Am Bm Don't wanna drink alone so I'll drink to you G Em A7 All I need is time to see if I'm your style C D7 G I know you don't hear me when I think of you Em B7 The only time I really had you alone C C7 It was in the elevator Em B7 E You were busy you had appointments to keep C D G Em Please don't let me keep you do what you gotta do A F Am Bm Maybe one day...would you find it proper Am Bm C If I invited you over for a cocktail

  Asus4 A C G                                                                                                                                            Shame on me...Oh what am I thinking                                                                                                    Asus4 A C G                           ...

  I'm a Working Class Man an ordinary man a creative man you see                                                                          A sensitive man an intelligent man so please don't lie to me                                                                                    I've got to work and pay my bills I eat my worth till I get my fill                                                                    Money doesn't ...

   It's modest love, not the proudest we hold dear                                                                             Quiet love speaks the loudest ....  It's simple love we fear                                                                      Asking love and not receiving ....  Returning love when none is due                                                    Giving love takes the effort....  Needing love is easy            ...

I’m not background music I have stories to tell I'm willing to share now Open your heart pull up a chair now I don't scream I don't growl...I don't wail I don't howl I don’t emote...I don’t pose...I'm not one of those I don’t shake rattle or roll...I won't touch rap with a ten foot pole I sing about things that matter to me, that’s right I’m gonna do what’s right for me Like this My heels ain’t high...I don’t need to paint my eyes All my inspirations have suddenly died I’m not background music I have stories to tell As long as I can play an in-tune guitar I can sing Yeah Yeah Yeah I don't mosh I don't slam...I don't need glitter cause I got glam When I sing to you you know who I am I don't twist...I don't shout ... you know what this song’s about I'm gonna sing a sweet melody My heels ain’t high...sometimes I need to hide my eyes All my inspirations have already died...I’m on my own I’m not background music I have stories to tell As l...

Em C Am B7 Pick it up put it down I don’t care if it’s square or round Em C D7 B7 Em  It don’t matter if it’s green or brown it don’t belong to me Em C Am B7  If it’s built on sand or on a rock I don’t own the key or lock Em C D7 B7 Em I’m not the big kid on the block it don’t belong to me  D7 B7 Em  It don’t belong to me Em C Am B7  If it has wheels or wears high heels Pop-Art Cubist Post-Surreal Em C D7 B7 Em I’m not out there makin’ deals it don’t belong to me Em C Am B7 Made of silver made of gold something new something old Em C D7 B7 Em  If it won't make me brave and bold it don’t belong to me D7 B7 Em  It don’t belong to me D7 B7 Em It don’t belong to me D7 B7 Em  It don’t belong to me  D7 B7 Em  It don’t belong to me