Cosmic Girl

Jamiroquai

Tom: D

Intro: Em7 . . . F#m7 . B7#5 . Em7 . . . F#m7 . B7#5 .

          Em7 . . .                            F#m7 .        B7#5 .
I must've died and gone to heaven Cos it was a quarter past eleven
     Em7 . . .                   F#m7 . B7#5 .
On a Saturday in nineteen-nighty-nine
       Em7 . . .                            F#m7 .              B7#5 .
Right across from where I'm standing on the dance floor she was landing
       Em7 . . .                       F#m7 . B7#5 .
It was clear that she was from another time
          Em7 . . .                F#m7 .         B7#5 .
Like some baby Barbarella with the stars as her umbrella
    Em7 . . .                    F#m7 . B7#5 .
She asked me if I'd like to magnetise
     Em7 . . .                          F#m7 .          B7#5 .
Do I have to go star-trekking? Cos it's you I should be checking
       Em7 . . .                       F#m7 . B7#5 .
So she lazer beamed me with her cosmic eyes

Chorus:
G#m7 - F#m7                 B7  -  C#m7
        She's just a cosmic girl
             G#m7 - F#m7                        B7  -  C#m7
From another galaxy          My heart's at zero gravity
                    G#m7 - F#m7                B7  -  C#m7
She's from a cosmic world        Putting me in ecstasy
                   G#m7 - F#m7                B7  -  C#m7
Transmitting on my frequency        She's cosmic

Verse 2:
    Em7 . . .                      F#m7 .            B7#5 .
I'm scanning all my radars cos she said she's from a quasar
      Em7 . . .                    F#m7 . B7#5 .
Forty thousand million light years away
       Em7 . . .                        F#m7 .               B7#5 .
It's a distant solar system, I tried to phone but they don't list 'em
     Em7 . . .                      F#m7 . B7#5 .
So I asked her for a number all the same
          Em7 . . .                 F#m7 .     B7#5 .
She said, step in my transporter so I can teleport ya'
Em7 . . .              F#m7 . B7#5 .
All around my heavenly body
           Em7 . . .                     F#m7 .           B7#5 .
This could be a close encounter I should take care not to flounder
Em7 . . .                 F#m7 .         B7#5 .
Sends me into hyperspace, when I see her pretty face