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This is a genuine three chord wonder! They don't come much easier than this, folks.

Itís Not Love
© 1998, Jim Lesses. All Rights Reserved.
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INTRO: A / E / D / E / A

CHORUS
A            E           D             E
Itís not a novel un-til you are reading it,
A            E           D          E
Itís not a poem un-til you recite it,
A           E             D            E         
Itís not a song until you start singing and
A         E            D           E             A
Itís not love until you start giving me it.

A              E              D            E
Theyíre just symbols on processed timber,
A             E                    D       E
They donít mean a thing Ďtil we are there.
A            E                      D                  E
We got to take them all and breath life into them,
A                 E                  D         A
And show the writer that we really all care.

Your love is like that unread novel, girl,
You hide away on the high top shelf.
You better take it down and dust it off again,
Or youíll be stuck up there all by yourself.

CHORUS

I build you up but you tear me down, girl
I want our love to be an open book.
Iím having trouble getting past your cover, girl
But you donít want to even take a look.

Iím looking everywhere for plot and character,
I want to know what makes you tick.
There are no words inside this useless paperback,
Just empty pages that make me sick, because...

CHORUS

BRIDGE
E                            A
Iím gonna find me a clean piece of paper, girl
D                             A           E
I'm gonna turn it into one long list.
E                                        A
Iím gonna write down all the things that matter, girl
D
Just so I donít forget...
D                                  A         E
Just so I don't forget the things I miss!

INSTRUMENTAL BREAK: A / E / D / E / A

Iím gonna find me a clean piece of paper, girl
I'm gonna turn it into one long list.
Iím gonna write down all the things that matter, girl
Just so I donít forget the things I miss.

Your love and kisses under morning covers, girl
Your sweet caresses that I barely felt.
Your hot breath against my naked body, girl
The little signals that made me melt.

CHORUS
 

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