C#m G C#m Last night when my psyche's subcommittee G sang to me in it's scary voice C#m G You slowly dropped your eyelids C#m G When true love takes a grip it leaves you without a choice Chorus: F#m G A/E And in response to what you whispered in my ear F+ F#m D C# I must admit sometimes F#m C#m I fantasize about you too. The leader of the free world Reminds you of a wrestler wearing tight golden trunks He's got him sen a theme tune They play it for him as he makes his way to the ring Chorus G C#m G C#m In the daytime, A G Gm F#m Bendable figures with a fresh new pack of lies A/E F+ F#m D C# Summat else to publicise F#m E D I'm sure you've heard about enough. Chorus: D E So in response to what you whispered in C#m F#m my ear I'll be upfront D E Fdim F#m E D# Sometimes (sometimes) I fantasize about you too | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C# C#m D D# E F+ F#m Fdim G Gm |