A We went down to the E old part of town
By the F#m stinking canal and the cotton (slide down to E)-D(sus4) mill
Under a A ghetto palm with her E bicycle shorts on
With a F#m gesture she (slide down to E) said to D(sus4) me
D I E really must con-F#m-fess
C#m I'd like to D get undressed Bm with E(7) you
D And though the E thought had never really F#m crossed my mind,
C#m Oh, but D that was a lie Bm So we went a-E(7)-long
We ran out under the turning leaves
And the fetid earth, it was damp and cool
Autumn's feeble light on her salty neck
All innocence it was lost
I really must confess
I'm feeling quite distressed, my stars are always crossed
But I have always taken more than I have given back
And as a matter of fact, I've given nothing up