Intro: D

            D
You know my wandering days are over
          A                     F#m
Does that mean that I'm getting boring?
         G
You tell me
                       G
I'm tired of listening to myself
             G                                 D
I'm tired of fixing things for Michael and the rest of them
            D
You know my bip-bopping days are over
           A                F#m                    G
I hung my boots up and then retired from the disco floor

Now the centre of my so called being is
                                                  D            A
The space between your bed and wardrobe with the louvre doors (with the louvre doors)

            D
I said "My celibate days are over"
           A                     F#m                  G
You put me straight on the finer points of my speech rehearsed

In the mirror of my steamy bathroom
                                        D          A
Where the lino tells a sorry story in a monologue (in a monologue)

D                  G
Six months on, the winter's gone
D                 G
The disenchanted pony
D                        G
Left the town with the circus boy
D                  G
The circus boy got lonely
D                      G
It's summer, and it's sister song's
D                      G
Been written for the lonely
D                 G            C
The circus boy is feeling melancholy

      D
It's got to be fate that's doing it
         A               F#m                    G
A spooky witch in a sexy dress has been bugging me

With the story of the way it should be
                                          D
With the story of Sebastian and Belle the singer

               D
You know my my one man band is over
          A                  F#m               G
I hit the drum for the final time and I walked away

I saw you in a Japanese restaurant
                                          D
You were doing it for business men on the piano, Belle
                   A
You said it was a living Hell
                 F#m
You said that it was Hell

D                  G
Six months on, the winter's gone
D                 G
The disenchanted pony
D                        G
Left the town with the circus boy
D                  G
The circus boy got lonely
D                      G
It's summer, and it's sister song's
D                      G
Been written for the lonely
D                 G            C
The circus boy is feeling melancholy
G  C...