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These are just the chords if you were to just play and sing the song, there are other tabs which have all the fills and riffs if you wanted to incorporate them. pretty sure this is right. Am F Am F Outside the cafe by the cracker factory Am F C E You were practicing a magic trick Am F Am F And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed Am F C E On the last of your pick and mix Am F Am F Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been caught cold before Am F C E As you bit into your strawberry lace Am F Am F And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper Am F C E Is all you have left and it was going to waste Am Your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I love that little game you had called Crying lightning And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons Am F The next time that I caught my own reflection Am F It was on it's way to meet you Am F C E Thinking of excuses to postpone Am F You never look like yourself from the side Am F But your profile did not hide Am F C E The fact you knew I was approaching your throne Am F Am F With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache Am F C E Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war Am F Am F And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction Am F C E There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw F Dm And your past-times, consisted of the strange Am And twisted and deranged Am And I hate that little game you had called F Dm Crying lightning Am And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons F Dm Uninviting Am But not half as impossible as everyone assumes F Dm Am You are crying lightning Your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game you had called F Dm Crying lightning Am Crying lightning F Dm Crying lightning Am Crying lightning F Dm Your past-times, consisted of the strange Am And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game you had called F Dm Crying