cost of living Teclado

	  Standard Tuning (Capo II) 
 
Verse 1: 
G          Em7        G               Em7               F 
amy's not having any fun. fishing for compliments from anyone. 
               C                  G  F#/D 
searching the room for ammunition.  
G                Em7            G                 Em7            F 
pretending her feelings aren't hurt. raising the hemline on her skirt.  
             C               G   F#/D    
calling it women's intuition.  
C                    G            C              Em 
she swallows some confidence. extracts a cigarette.  
              C                     G               D 
a gentleman lights the fuse. that dangles from her fingers.  
C               G              C               Em 
it may be last call. but amy isn't finished yet.  
                   C                  G               F      D 
she feels herself warming. where his blurry vision lingers.  
 
Verse 2: 
G        Em7              G                   Em7             F 
at his apartment on the couch. she kisses the corners of his mouth.  
             F                     G   F#/D 
prepares for subtraction and addition.  
C            Am               G 
she quietly gathers up her clothes. (thanks for the drinks you paid for)  
C                  Am             G 
looks out at the houses in their rows. (i've gotten what i came for)  
Em                   C               Am              G       F#/D    Em 
there's always been part of me. that no one really knows. and so it goes.  
   C                 G                C              G 
i never could have lived that life. a mannequin. somebody's wife.  
     C                G           D 
the cost of living's worth it i suppose.  
 
Trumpet Solo: 
 
C                       G               C             Em 
she walks through the lobby. with her panties in her purse.  
C                  G             C                D 
she's asking the doorman. for directions to the subway.  
C                  G            C                   Em 
she doesn't need magazines. to tell her what she's worth.  
C                G                   C               F            D 
she left him a note that said. i'll call you maybe sunday maybe monday.  
G      Em7                     G                      Em7         F 
amy revolves through the front door. she's never been anybody's whore.  
                   C                   Am   G 
she gets what she wants. it makes her happy