[Intro]
B E B E B E E A (x2)
B E B E B E
[Verse]
A G# E
Lucy was a shit hot sci-fi writer
C# B A
With a penchant for a story awfully gory
E
And she'd certainly killed off a lead or two
A G#
But when the money got tight
E
She started working nights
C#
At a bar on Denmark Street
B A
And the bouncers were pricks, and the punters were thick
E
And when the yuppies tried to chat her up she'd always tell them
[Chorus]
E F# C#m A
Don't waste your time, your time on me
E F# C#m A
Cause it's clear that I'm not your ideal company
E F# C#m A
Don't waste your time, your time on me
E F# C#m A
Because it's clear that you've got somewhere else that you would rather be
[Instrumental]
E A E A E A B (x2)
[Verse]
A G#
Waiting at a pelican crossing
E C# B
She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the window of passing car
A E
It scared her stiff, how ill she looked
A
She hadn't written in days, cause she was stuck at the bar
G#
And then that evening at work
E
She had to deal with this burke
C# B
Who kept on asking her about her sleeve tattoos
A
This inarticulate fool
E
She grabbed his collar, pulled him close and she said
[Chorus]
E F# C#m A
Don't waste your time, your time on me
E F# C#m A
Cause it's clear that I'm not your ideal company
E F# C#m A
Don't waste your time, your time on me
E F# C#m A
Because it's clear that you've got somewhere else that you would rather be
[Instrumental]
E A E A E A B (x2)
[Outro]
C#m A C#m E F# C#m A E F# (x4)