Artist: Chris Lane Band CAPO 1 G C Well shes city nights and broadway marquee signs G C and im just one red light down past an old cafe G C and her world spins fast concrete, steel and glass G C and mine moves more like molasses on a wednesday Am D so how can we love so good and live so differently G C she likes the view from the penthouse suite G she likes the sound of those city streets D C at 2am when i got satin pillows pulled over my head G C and i like taking the long way home Em and getting lost down dusty backwood roads Am well i cant blame her for not caring where they might lead C D well maybe shes too new york, or maybe im too tennessee G C she makes me laugh martini in her hand G C as shes trying to imitate my southern draw G C looking too cute in my old straw hat G C but that womans no cowgirl at all Am D sometimes it makes me wonder what she sees in me G C she likes the view from the penthouse suite G she likes the sound of those city streets D C at 2am when i got satin pillows pulled over my head G C and i like taking the long way home Em and getting lost down dusty backwood roads Am well i cant blame her for not caring where they might lead C D well maybe shes too new york, or maybe im too tennessee C G maybe i shold question why C D and just catch a red eye flight G C she likes the view from the penthouse suite G she likes the sound of those city streets D C at 2am when i got satin pillows pulled over my head G C and i like taking the long way home Em and getting lost down dusty backwood roads Am well i cant blame her for not caring where they might lead C D well maybe shes too new york, or maybe im too tennessee