Bananarama - A trick of the night

^AmWhen the day is over ^AmAnd the work is done ^AmWell it's a different story As the darkness comes a^Fround I tried to let you ^Emknow You're going the ^Dwrong way

^AmAnd the streets you thought ^AmWould all be paved with gold ^AmBut when the wind cuts through You'd even try to sell your so^Ful Everywhere you ^Emgo It's the ^Dlong way

^FNow you're no longer Just the ^Emboy next door ^D When they were ^Cfalling in love With that ^Fclean cut smile ^EmChange of style ^D Just for a little wh^Gile

^AWhatcha doing, ^Emhey whatcha doing ^DmWalking through danger Can't see the ^Gwrong or the ^Aright Whatcha doing, ^Emtell me whatcha doing ^DmCan't be a stranger Must be a ^Gtrick of the ^Amnight ^{F Em Dm}

^AmWell it’s a laugh a minute ^AmAnd you can't decide ^AmBetween the burning question And the fortune in his ey^Fes You never let it ^Emshow Or take it the ^Dwrong way

^FSometimes you wonder What you ^Emcame here for ^D Oh, they could ^Ctear you apart With those ^Fbare faced lies ^EmCan't disguise ^D All the hurt you're feeling in^Gside

^AWhatcha doing, ^Emhey whatcha doing ^DmWalking through danger Can't see the ^Gwrong or the ^Aright Whatcha doing, ^Emtell me whatcha doing ^DmCan't be a stranger Must be a ^Gtrick of the night ^AWhatcha doing, ^Emhey whatcha doing ^DmWalking through danger Can't see the ^Gwrong or the ^Aright Whatcha doing, ^Emtell me whatcha doing ^DmCan't be a stranger Must be a ^Gtrick of the ^Amnight ^AmOf the night, of the night ^{F Em}Must be a trick of the ni^Dght

^AmWhen the day is over And the ^Emwork is done Well it's a ^Dmdifferent story As the ^Dmdarkness ^Gcomes around ^AmAnd the streets you thought Would all be ^Empaved with gold But when the ^Dmwind cuts through You'd even ^Dmtry to ^Gsell your soul

^AmWhen the day is over And the ^Emwork is done Well it's a ^Dmdifferent story As the darkness ^Gcomes around ^AmAnd the streets you thought Would all be ^Empaved with gold But when the ^Dmwind cuts through You'd even try to ^Gsell your soul ^AmWhen the day is over And the ^Emwork is done Well it's a ^Dmdifferent story As the darkness ^Gcomes around ^AmAnd the streets you thought Would all be ^Empaved with gold But when the ^Dmwind cuts through You'd even try to ^Gsell your soul