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EI'm E6in yEour arms, and F#myou are kissing me
But there sA9eems toAm7 be B7 Cdimsomething E4missEingin yourB7 kissEing
TEhe lE6ove Ewe knew is F#mjust a memory
ItCdim's turnedAm7 intB7o Cdim a cB7omedy
EmThe thrill is B5gone, the thA9rill is gA7one
Am7I can D9see itD7 in your eyes, G6 I Fcan hear it inB7 yourEm sighs
Feel your touch and realizeC7 the tAmhrill F#7is gB7one
ThEme nights are coB7ld, for loveA9 is oldA7.
Am7Love was gD9rand when D7love was new G6
FBirds were singing, skieB7s were blueEm.
Now I don't appeal tC7o you the thrAmill isF#7 gonB7e
B7This Gis the end, so F#7why pretendEm
And Am7let it F7lingerF7 oB7n? The tB7hrill B5is gEmone. F#7 B7
EI'm E6in yEour arms, and F#myou are kissing me,
But there sA9eems toAm7 be B7 CdimsomethingE4 misEsingin youB7r kisEsing.
TEhe lE6ove Ewe knew is F#mjust a memory
CdimIt's turnAm7ed iB7nto Cdim a B7 comedy.
EmThe thrill is B5gone, the thA9rill is gA7one
Am7I can D9see itD7 in your eyes, G6 I Fcan hear it inB7 yourEm sighs,
Feel your touch and realizeC7 the tAmhrill F#7is gB7one
EmThe nights are B5cold, for lA9ove is A7old.
Am7Love was gD9rand when D7love was new G6
FBirds were singing, skieB7s were blueEm.
Now I don't appeal tC7o you the thrAmill isF#7 gonB7e
B7This Gis the end, so F#7why pretendEm
And Am7let it F7 linF7ger oB7n,. theB7 thrilB5l isEm gone Em
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