All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
Bb F Eb
So I call your name, cross my fingers
Gm F Bb
uncross the others, hesitate.
F Cm F
Oh I don't think straight with nothing to prove.
Eb Eb G F
I don't wanna say I'm leaving
Eb F Bb F Gm
I'll stay until the weekend.
Eb
And you can take all the things;
Eb D Eb
the boxes and rings
F
and get going.
'Cause I've been waiting for...
Bb F Gm F
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
Bb F Gm F
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes.
Eb Bb Cm Bb
Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?
Eb Bb Cm Bb
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down.
Bb F
So I call you out
Eb Gm F Bb
Just to feel a little bit better about myself
F Cm F
I do, baby I do, I do, I do
Bb
Until their lips start to move,
F
and their friends wanna talk music
Eb Ebm
I say "I've never heard the tune!"
Bb F
But I have, I just hate the band
Cm F
'cause they remind me of you.
Eb Eb G F
Every single night ends up the same,
Eb F Bb F Gm F
I don't say much at all, but I bring up your name.
Eb Eb D Eb
-Over and over and over-
I think it's striking me out.
Bb F Gm F
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
Bb F Gm F
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes.
Eb Bb Cm Bb
Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?
Eb Bb Cm Bb
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down.
Bb
But not you,
F Gm F
you still wear boots and your hair is too long
Bb F Gm F
and then this one doesn't want to admit she's fallen in love
Eb Bb Cm Bb
Oh c'mon, oh c'mon, what's a boy to do
Eb Bb Cm Bb
When all the pretty girls can't measure to you.
-Solo-
Eb Eb G F
I don't understand your reasons
Eb F Bb F Gm
Please just stay over the weekend
Eb
You can't take all those things
Eb D Eb
They define you and me
F
everything we've become,
You're all that I need
Please don't make me face my generation alone.
Bb F G Bb
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
F G Bb Bb A Eb F
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes.
Eb Bb Cm Bb
Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?
Eb Bb Cm Bb
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down.
Bb
But not you,
F Gm F
I feel your faith is destroying the world
Bb F
and then this one never even understood
Gm F Eb
the 80s is over and done
Bb Cm Bb
Oh c'mon, what's a boy to do,
Eb Bb Cm Bb
when all the pretty girls can't measure to you
Bb F Gm F
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
Bb F Gm F
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
Eb Bb Cm Bb
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
Bb F Gm F
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
