The Devil in miss morgan

INTRO: E B E B
A: E D C#m B E D C#m B
B: A E/B C#m D
A E/B C#m A/D D
C: F#m E F#m E F#m E Ddim F E

A strip of flypaper hangs from the ceiling
And waits for a fly to come buzzing around
That’s what it’s like for a girl like christina
She smiles and the guys come buzzing aroun 

It’s so easy for christina 
To get off with a guy
But she doesn’t want him to mean it
She’s got the devil in her eyes
 
You met her in class in the dead of winter 
After six weeks of staring at the back of her head
She set down her glasses and like that you were into her
Then she sent you an email with the go ahead 

It was so easy for christina
She just opened her eyes
You felt a bridge open between you
Built of skin, sinew and lies 

You spent an afternoon finding shapes in the ceiling
As she played with the button on the fly of her pants
Shared a george michael tune and a cup of darjeeling:
That’s when she told you she was moving to france 

In six months time your christina
Will be up in the sky
She doesn’t want you to mean it
She’s got the devil in her eyes

You can be her bed buddy 
If you’re one of the steeds that she chooses
But remember
In the game of bed buddies
The player with feelings loses 

On the champs elysees she’ll be “the girl from america”
Sniffing the flowers and steaming up the seine
While you spend your days  just wandering hysterical
Wondering what happened to the girl of your dreams

Music by ballman, georgis, ham, johnson, lyrics by johnson
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