G#7/B# G#7/B# ----------- She looks like an illustration of a cocktail party | | 1 1 1 | | | | | | 2 | 3 | | | | G#7/B# Where cartoon bubbles burst in the air
Champagne rolls off her tongue like a second language
B E --x-------- And it should have been her biggest night | | 1 | | | | | | | 2 | 3 | | 3 | | B7/D# The satellite looks down on her as she begins to cry
B7/D# tacet C#m A ----------- All over the world at the very same time | | 1 | | | | | | 2 | 2 | | | | | | B7/D# People sharing the same sorrow
As the satellite looks down
Her darkest hour is somebody's bright tomorrow
He pulled on a cigarette in the crook of his first finger
Felt the static electric charge of her perfect hourglass figure
G#7/B# As he undressed her with his eyes her weakness was his talent
G#7/B# How could she know as she stepped through the lights
That her dress would become transparent
And with his face pressed to the screen
B7/D# He muttered words he'd never dare to say if she could see him
tacet C#m A All over the world at the very same time