Cake - Jolene

Well Jo^A#mlene unlocked the thick breezeway ^C#door ^G#Like she'd done one hundred times bef^F#ore. Jol^A#mene smoothed her dark hair in the ^C#mirror. She ^G#folded the towel carefully and ^F#put it back in place.

Yeah^A#m I want to ^C#pull you down into ^G#bed. ^F# And^A#m I want to ^C#cast your face in ^G#lead. ^F#

Well ^A#mevery time I pull you close ^{C# G#}Push my face into your h^F#air ^A#mCream rinse and tobacco s^C#moke That ^G#sickly scent is always always ^F#there. Yeah ^A#myeah ^C# Yeah ^G#yeah ^F# Yeah ^A#myeah ^C# Yeah ^G#yeah Yeah yeah y^F#eah

Jol^A#mene heard her father's uneven ^C#snores. Right ^G#then she knew there must be something ^F#more. Jol^A#mene heard the singing in the ^C#forest. She ^G#opened the door quietly and ^F#stepped into the night.

Yeah ^A#mI want to ^C#pull you out into ^G#space. ^F# And^A#m I want to ^C#do whatever it ^G#takes, takes, ^F#takes.

Well ^A#mevery time I pull you close ^{C# G#}Push my face into your h^F#air ^A#mCream rinse and tobacco s^C#moke That ^G#sickly scent is always always ^F#there. Yeah ^A#myeah ^C# Yeah ^G#yeah ^F# Yeah ^A#myeah ^C# Yeah ^G#yeah Yeah yeah y^F#eah