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