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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Spoken] We have a dance! In the brothels of Buenos Aries Tells the story Of a prostitute. And a man... who falls in love... With her. First there is desire Then... passion! Then... suspicion! Jealousy! Anger! Betrayal! Where love is for the highest bidder, There can be no trust! Without trust, There is no love! Jealousy. Yes, jealousy... Will drive you... mad! [Verse 1]
GmRoxanne F You don't have to Cmput on that red liDght GmWalk the streets for Fmoney You don't Cmcare if it's wrong or iDf it is right CmRoxanFne You don't have to Gmwear that dress tonDight CmRoxanneF You don't have to Gmsell your body to the Dnight
[Chorus]
GmHis eyes upoFn your face GmHis hand upoFn your hand AmHis lips carDess your skin CmIt's more than DI can stand
[Verse 2]
Gm(Roxanne) Cm D Why does my heart cry? Gm(Roxanne) Cm F Feelings I can't fight BbYou're free to leave me, bGmut just don't decieve me DAnd please believe me when I say I love you Em(Roxanne) Am Why does my heart cry? Em(Roxanne) Am D Feelings I can't fight Gm(Roxanne) Cm D You don't have to put on that red light GmRoxanne Cm F You don't have to wear that dress tonight Gm(Roxanne) Gm(Roxanne)