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CAt fifteen we had to leave the States again
Dad was stationed at an RAF base they called FMildenhall
Black moss on a Cbusted wall
CThe cobblestones made it hard to skate
CI thought my flattop was so new wave
Until it Fmelted away in the CSuffolk rain
Well god dG7amn, you miss the USCA
F Then a kid in class passed me a Ctape
F An invitation, not the hand ofC fateG7
CI guess my shoes said I might relate
Somehow she knew I'd like to stay up waiting withF her in the cold
For cheap beer and rCock 'n' roll
Which in tG7ime put lots of things in my Cmind
F A kid in class passed me a Ctape
F We saw some bands down at the Corn ExCchangG7e
CI wonder where my sister was that night
Back at home under the tanning bed lights
I can Fstill see the glow
Strange rays from Cher window
Each G7night, as I was skating Chome
CStarted messing with my dad's guitar
CTaught me some chords just to start me off
FWhittling away on those Crainy days
And that's G7how we get to where we are Cnow
F A kid in class passed me a Ctape
F A band called The Jesus and the Mary CChainG7
CI started messing with my dad's guitar
He taught me some chords just to start me off
FWhittling away on all of those Crainy days
And that's G7how we get to where we are Cnow
That's G7how we get to where we are F7now
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