A#      C#      Cm      D#      D#m     Dm      F       
<====>  <====>  <====>  <====>  <====>  <====>  <====>  
 ||OO    OOO|    ||||    |||O    |||O    ||O|    ||O|   
 |O||    ||||    ||||    ||||    ||O|    OO||    O|||   
 O|||    ||||    |OOO    |OO|    OO||    ||||    ||||   
 ||||    |||O    ||||    ||||    ||||    ||||    ||||   
.||||   .||||   .||||   .||||   .||||   .||||   .||||   
 ||||    ||||    ||||    ||||    ||||    ||||    ||||   

F#      G#      Gm      
<====>  <====>  <====>  
 |O|O    ||||    |||O   
 ||O|    ||||    |O||   
 O|||    |O|O    ||O|   
 ||||    ||O|    ||||   
.||||   .O|||   .||||   
 ||||    ||||    ||||   

[intro]
A# | Cm | Dm | D#
A# | Cm | Dm | D#


[verse 1]
A#          Dm           D#            D#m
Monica and naughty Billy got together something silly
A#                Dm            D#             D#m
Holy wars out of lusty minutes, another Cuban cigar Crisis
A#         Cm            Dm               D#                    A#
Honestly! Do we need to know if he really came inside her mouth?
Cm           Dm            D#       D#m  F
How will all this affect me now and la -ter...

You know that:


[chorus]
A#              Cm   Dm     Gm
We belong in a Presidential Suite
Cm           Dm    Gm
Armed guards in the street
       Cm      Dm        Gm
Waving back at crowds who greet

         D#      Dm   D#       Dm
And when I look over, over my shoulder
D#       Dm    G#
I can't see my past
                    (A#)
It seems so far away


[instrumental]
A# | Cm | Dm | D#


[verse]
A#                  Dm                 D#            D#m
Found an icon that gave him a hard on, Little Boris just can't help himself
A#                 Dm                D#            D#m
Got so hot in the decadent nineties, Pass another vodka dear
A#           Cm               Dm          D#                 A#
We can dance, Till the early hours of the morning catches up
Cm          Dm               D#             D#m        F
Then we'll return to business if ...there's any of it left!

You know that:

[chorus]
A#              Cm   Dm     Gm
We belong in a Presidential Suite
Cm           Dm    Gm
Armed guards in the street
       Cm      Dm        Gm
Waving back at crowds who greet

         D#      Dm   D#       Dm
And when I look over, over my shoulder
D#       Dm    G#
I can't see my past
                    A#
It seems so far away


[interlude]
A#   | Cm | Dm | D#
Dm | C#  | D#   | F


[trumpet solo]
Gm | G# | Dm | D#m

(D#m)
What makes you think that:

[outro]
A#              Cm   Dm     Gm
We belong in a Presidential Suite
Cm           Dm    Gm
Armed guards in the street
       Cm      Dm        Gm
Waving back at crowds who greet
    F#     F
Yes indeed

              A#
You know that when we met
           Cm        Dm    Gm
There were fireworks in the sky
Cm             Dm       Gm
Sparkling like dragonflies
         Cm      Dm       Gm
Spelling all bad folk must die

         D#      Dm   D#       Dm
And when I look over, over my shoulder
D#       Dm    G#
I can't see my past
            F
It seems so far away
            F#
It seems so far away,
    A#
far away...