Dylan, Bob - Temporary Like Achilles

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Standing on your window, honey, Yes I've been here before.
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Feeling so harmless, I'm looking at your second door.
D7                                      G
How come you don't send me no regards ?
            G7    C      D7
You know I want your lovin'
                                              G      Bb7     A7     G     D7
Honey, why are you so hard ?


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Kneeling 'neath your ceiling, Yes, I guess I'll be here for a while.
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I tryin' to read your portrait, but, I'm helpless, like a rich man's child.
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How come you send someone out to have me barred ?
                 G7    C      D7
You know I want your lovin'
                                              G      Bb7     A7      G      D7
Honey, why are you so hard ?

          Em                                                          Bm
Like a poor fool in his prime, Yes, I know you can hear me walk,
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But is your heart made of stone, or is it lime,
                   D7
Or is it just solid rock ?


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Well, I rush into your hallway, Lean against your velvet door.
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I watch upon your scorpion Who crawls across your circus floor.
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Just what do you think you have to guard ?
                 G7    C      D7
You know I want your lovin'
                                          G      Bb7      A7      G      D7
Honey, but you're so hard.


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Chiles is in your alleyway, He don't want me here, He does brag.
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He's pointing to the sky And he's hungry like a man in drag.
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How come you get someone like him to be your guard ?
                 G7    C      D7
You know I want your lovin'
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Honey, but you're so hard.