F How many boys, one night stands C How many lips, how many hands have held you Bb C Like Iʼm holding you tonight F Too many nights staying up late Too much powder, too much paint C Bb C Oh you canʼt hide from the Turning of the Tide Dm F Bb Did they run their fingers up and down your shabby dress Dm F Bb C Did they find some tender moment there in your caress? F Boys all say you look so fine Donʼt come back for a second time C Bb C You canʼt hide from the Turning of the Tide Poor little sailor boy, never set eyes on a woman before Did he tell you that heʼd love you, darling, for ever more? Pretty little shoes, cheap perfume Creaking bed in the hotel room You canʼt hide from the Turning of the Tide Did they run their fingers up and down your shabby dress Did they find some tender moment there in your caress? Boys all say you look so fine Donʼt come back for a second time You canʼt hide from the Turning of the Tide
