All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.

	
     D         A       G
So I call your name, cross my fingers
Bm        A         D
uncross the others, hesitate.
      A                                    Em     A
Oh I don't think straight with nothing to prove.
G                 G  B  A 
I don't wanna say I'm leaving
G  A  D      A         Bm
I'll stay until the weekend.
            G                    
And you can take all the things;
G Gb G
the boxes and rings
        A
and get going.

'Cause I've been waiting for...


D              A          Bm        A
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
       D               A           Bm           A   
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes.
          G        D            Em            D
Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?
       G              D          Em         D
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down.


     D        A
So I call you out
G                         Bm     A       D
Just to feel a little bit better about myself
 A           Em          A
I do, baby I do, I do, I do


            D
Until their lips start to move,
          A
and their friends wanna talk music
  G                        Gm
I say "I've never heard the tune!"
      D                     A
But I have, I just hate the band
                         Em   A
'cause they remind me of you.
G                   G    B    A 
Every single night ends up the same,
G  A    D           A         Bm             A
I don't say much at all, but I bring up your name.
G         G   Gb    G
-Over and over and over-

I think it's striking me out.


D              A          Bm        A
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
       D               A           Bm           A   
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes.
          G        D            Em            D
Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?
       G              D          Em         D
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down.


        D
But not you,
               A              Bm           A
you still wear boots and your hair is too long
         D         A                          Bm        A
and then this one doesn't want to admit she's fallen in love
    G           D           Em       D
Oh c'mon, oh c'mon, what's a boy to do
     G              D           Em         D
When all the pretty girls can't measure to you.

-Solo-

G                  G  B  A 
I don't understand your reasons
G      A    D      A      Bm
Please just stay over the weekend
          G
You can't take all those things
G  Gb  G
They define you and me
      A
everything we've become,

You're all that I need

Please don't make me face my generation alone.


D                               A  B  D 
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
A  B  D                            D    Db  G    A 
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes.
         G         D           Em             D
Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?
       G              D          Em         D
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down.
        D
But not you,
            A         Bm            A
I feel your faith is destroying the world
         D              A
and then this one never even understood
   Bm      A        G
the 80s is over and done
   D              Em      D
Oh c'mon, what's a boy to do,
     G              D           Em        D
when all the pretty girls can't measure to you 


D              A          Bm       A
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
D              A          Bm       A
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
G              D          Em       D
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
D              A          Bm       A
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.