All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.

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

'Cause I've been waiting for...


F              C          Dm        C
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
       F               C           Dm           C   
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes.
          Bb        F            Gm            F
Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?
       Bb              F          Gm         F
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down.


     F        C
So I call you out
Bb                         Dm     C       F
Just to feel a little bit better about myself
 C           Gm          C
I do, baby I do, I do, I do


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

I think it's striking me out.


F              C          Dm        C
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
       F               C           Dm           C   
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes.
          Bb        F            Gm            F
Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?
       Bb              F          Gm         F
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down.


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

-Solo-

Bb                  Bb  D  C 
I don't understand your reasons
Bb      C    F      C      Dm
Please just stay over the weekend
          Bb
You can't take all those things
Bb  A  Bb
They define you and me
      C
everything we've become,

You're all that I need

Please don't make me face my generation alone.


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


F              C          Dm       C
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
F              C          Dm       C
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
Bb              F          Gm       F
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
F              C          Dm       C
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.