Rob Cheng
March 2000

E                        A      E
Dried up tears hide your pretty eyes 

E                        A         E
you're feeling something you can't disguise

E                           A     E
You don't love him, but you can't let go 

E                        A     E
All these feelings we'll never know      



B
Girl, you're just a mystery 

E               A        E
Cause you never come cry to me 

E                A    E
The coolest lady I'll ever see 


Who you are is bottled inside 
Just because you can't decide      
Girl, you got to give it up 
All you got is tough enough 


Girl, you're just a mystery 
Cause you never come cry to me 
The coolest lady i'll ever see 


Honey,you know i love you so 
But it's almost time to let you go 
Open up your heart and let me in 
That's when our life begins 


Girl, you're just a mystery Cause you never come cry to me 
The coolest lady I'll ever see

Rob Cheng – RJ Riemer
March 2000

B    A          E        A
Holy shit, this girl's a hit. 
      B        A              E     F# 
She's got it together, I mean every bit. 
        B       A         E         A 
She's a red-hot mama, and knows it, too.
        F#             C#
There's only one thing I can do... 


(chorus)
      B     E              A         B
Let's clone Joan...there's none like you.
      B     E      A           B
Let's clone Joan...now there's two. 
      B     E            A         B
Let's clone Joan...let's make some more.
      B     E      F#            C#
Let's clone Joan...here's number four. 


I'll take a skin graft, and pluck out a hair. 
I'll take a cotton swab to her underwear.
I'll put it in a test tube and do it up right. 
I'll take it from the dark into the light.

 (chorus)
And I'll clone Joan...this is great.
Clone Joan...that makes eight.
Clone Joan...that's what I mean.
Clone Joan...ooh, sweet sixteen.


A DNA cocktail, I'll mix it up good. 
I'll make a special Peschel neighborhood. 
Forty is a time to get things right
So let's turn this dark into some light

Rob Cheng
January 2000

D       Asus D     Asus
Watched this crazy movie
G6
How the guy gets the girl 
D       Asus D     Asus
As much as I wanna believe
G6
It's not the real world


           Em7
I gotta to stop all these feelings
        Esus
and the things I wanna believe
     Em7            Esus          G6
It's time for me to cry myself to sleep
     Em7            Esus          G6
It's time for me to cry myself to sleep


D    Asus D       Asus
When I'm watching movies
G6
to see how things could be
D    Asus   D         Asus
But still I'll always know
G6
You're not her, and he's not me 


         Em7
I got to stop all these feelings 
        Esus
and the things I wanna believe 
     Em7            Esus          G6
It's time for me to cry myself to sleep

     Em7            Esus          G6
It's time for me to cry myself to sleep

Rob Cheng
copyright May 1999

E                               A                    E 
You know I think you're pretty, you turn my head around 
G                           E 
First time I looked at you, you took me for a ride 
G                           A 
I knew I's falling in love, but I want to run and hide 
E                       B7      A   E       B7 A E 
Ain't no use in hiding, I gotta run around 

E                                     A                     E 
I know you're heart is hurting, and I know I'm letting you down 
G                                     E
You know I tried to stick it out, you know I wanna be nice 
G                                 A  
But deep down in my heart I know, variety's the spice of life 
E                         B7     A    E     B7 A E 
Ain't no use in hiding, I gotta run around 

E                             A                      E 
I know I've said I'm sorry, when I shouldn't make a sound 
G                                        E 
There's nothing really left to say, and nothing left to do 
G                              A       
And I've got to say goodbye, though I'm still in love with you 
E                          B7    A    E      B7 A E 
Ain't no use in hiding, I gotta run around