All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.

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

'Cause I've been waiting for...


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


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


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

I think it's striking me out.


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


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

[SOLO]

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

You're all that I need

Please don't make me face my generation alone.


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


C              G          Am       G
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
C              G          Am       G
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
F              C          Dm       C
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
C              G          Am       G
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
 Dit arrangement is de eigen interpretatie van de inzender, gedeeld voor privéstudie, educatie en niet-commercieel gebruik. Het onderliggende nummer, de songtekst en de muziek blijven eigendom van hun rechthebbenden. Om verwijdering aan te vragen, zie Juridische verklaring.