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.
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