Intro: C9  F7M  C9  F7M 
  
C             G9      Am 
Where are you going tonight?  
Em            F7M            C           G7 
Where do you dance when you turn off the light?  
         C            G9           Am 
And your eyes as they roll in your head  
Em            F7M            C           G7 
Spin you around as you lie on the bed  
    G7      C   G9    F7M 
But I'm not keeping time 
  G7      C    G9    F7M    G7 
Upon the creeping vine, vine 
   
C         G9           Am 
He was the one made you fall  
    Em          F7M          C          G7 
But he couldn't help you at all, not at all  
      C             G9             Am 
So he packed up and jumped from the wall  
Em           F7M            C            G7 
Pushing his luck past the ghosts in the hall  
      G7      C   G9    F7M 
Still I'm not keeping time  
 G7      C   G9     F7M     G7 
Upon the creeping vine, vine 
   
C   E 
Oh, Sarah  
A                         Dm 
You've done it all to yourself 
                                G7 
With your bottle of gin on the shelf  
         Dm                       G7 
And your love letters sent to yourself  
C   E7 
Oh, Sarah  
A                        Dm 
You used to say you were lucky  
                                     G7 
Now your luck's running off down the stairs  
                C           G9 
To the arms of another  
  
       Am                         Em 
At the back of her mind there's a photograph  
     F7M                      C        G9 
Of a child all alone in the dark 
         Am                       Em 
She can tell by the bell ringing back at her 
       F7M            G7      G 
She's lost  
  
C             G9      Am 
Where are you going tonight?  
Em             F7M            C            G7 
Dressed like a ragdoll with holes in your tights  
         C            G9           Am 
And your eyes as they roll in your head 
 Em         F7M            C           G7 
Spin you around as you fall out the bed 
     G7      C    G9   F7M 
But I'm not keeping time  
 G7      C    G9    F7M     G7 
Upon the creeping vine, vine 
   
C   E 
Oh, Sarah 
 A                         Dm 
You've done it all to yourself  
                               G7 
With your bottle of gin on the shelf 
          Dm                   G7 
And your love letters sent to yourself 
 C   E7 
Oh, Sarah  
A                        Dm 
You used to say you were lucky 
                                      G7 
Now your luck's running off down the stairs  
        Em            Am 
And you realize nobody cares 
          F7M                      G7 
Take the bottle of gin from the shelf  
             C9 
And pour me another  
  
Final: C9  F7M  C9  F7M  C9