Intro: F Dm [Verse] F Thought that I was safe down in New Orleans Dm 'Til I picked up a quarter from 1979 F Stuck it in the back pocket of these jeans Dm Worn in boyfriend button down Levis F In the saints town I can't seem to figure out Dm How to get around, but I ain't moving on F Threw the quarter in an old street case Dm And I'll be damned, he started playing our song [Chorus] F Dm Six degrees of separation F Dm You're all over this damn nation F Dm But I'm out of your reach geographically F Dm But you still find a way to get a hold on me F Dm And it's six degrees of separation [Verse] F Hailed a cab up in NYC Dm Saw an ad for a litigation lawyer on a bus stop bench F Sitting waiting for the red light to turn green Dm Smoke-breakers flirting on the steps of Merrill Lynch F Hit the Roosevelt, took it to the 12th Dm Got a funny feeling as I put my key in the door F Never seen the likes of these city light Dm I swear to god, son I've been here before [Chorus] F Six degrees of separation Dm You're all over this damn nation F I'm out of your reach geographically Dm You still find a way to get a hold on me F Dm And it's six degrees of separation F Dm Well, it's six degrees of separation F Dm Yeah, it's six degrees of separation F Thought that I was safe down in New Orleans Dm 'Til I picked up a quarter from 1979
