from "Out Of Water" (1990)
chord transcription by Maxim Koutskevitch <vegetatio@hotmail.com>, 19.05.98, corrections welcome
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In the new ho-tel on Fi- es-ta Night
E
the staff are bored;
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Donna Y-sa-bel dances, zom-bie-like,
E
the guests applaud....
D/F#
The colour is local,
B
the tourists are tanned
A/E
the natives are restless
D/A Em7 B
and everything's second hand.
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Places disappear, but the names endure
as alibis;
memory's hazy here, no one's really sure
of how time flies....
Well drunk the bass player
cries into his beer -
are Yzabel's mother
or Yzabel dancing here?
A7/E
After hours all the couriers are in the bar
round the corner
with the drivers in a game of cards...
F#m7/C#
In bursts Ysabel, her hair let loose,
her limbs set free;
on the tabletops she's dancing to a memory -
conversations stops and every eye
is turned to see...
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something a--bout Y-sa-bel's dance.
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It's a shrinking world, it's a fun-packed cruise,
a museum trip:
skirt the native girl, check the rabid dog,
rejoin the ship.
There's no Charlie Mingus,
his Tijnena's gone...
This smile for the camera
is all just a tourist con.
[PH plays on stage:] BB-BBBBBCC-DD-CC-BB-BCCCC-AA [several times]
A7/E
But after hours all the couriers and drivers know
of a cantina where there's every chance
that she might show,
F#m7/C#
and maybe Ysabel
will dance the dance for real again,
her mother's footsteps, vice and virtue,
lust and love and pain.
There's something here
the anthropologists dare not explain,
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something a--bout Y--sa-bel's dance.