David Bowie

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 C                            Em
Little wendy cocaine stumbles up the hill to pain
 F
Nothing stops the go-to girl,
 G#                 C              Am
nothing takes the place of taking aim
 C                                Em
Little wendy's out there shaking hips and cuckoo eyes
  F
Crazy drives that dizzy crowd
 G#                    C                Am
Moonlight strokes the highlights in her hair

Chorus:
     F
She sells and moves and finds my hand
     A#                               F
And pulls me down and close so I can hardly stand
F
As I lay like dead for her,
     A#                           F
I'm fed into my head I'm led, oh, I am sand
      B                                 A#
I'm crawling from the window, crawling down the wall
                      F
I'm happy screaming, yes, I am
     B
I'm jumping on her daisy chain
     A#                                    F
I'm speeding through the dancehall like a rocket man

Now I wish today that yesterday was just tomorrow and
I could squeeze her grabby hand
Knowing that I never paid her for a gram

Chorus:
She's a drunken doxy off her trolly
Sent before her time into this poxy world
She's not fit for anything but dealing it
While heaven sings, I have this girl
She's got me eating rice and beans
I have no shape nor color, I'm god's lonely man
I don't want to die but I don't want to live
I'm speeding like a rocket man

        F         B A#
Like a rocket man
        F         A#
Like a rocket man
        F         A# F
Like a rocket man