Tin Pan Alley

G - 320010

[Intro]

C Am F G


[Verse 1]

Am                F
The cats are all crazy Mona Lisa.
Am                  F
they try to say my future is stone.
Am                  F
They say they make all the rights 
calls,
    C                            
to all the right numbers that the 
  G
fat cats know.
Am                     F
But these wheels were meant for 
burning,
Am                  F
these wings weren't meant to last.
Am                       F
And in the end it's all fireworks 
and smoke rings,
  C                        G
a treacherous road, baby, try not to
 crash.

[Chorus]

C             Am                 
And keep your singin' voice gold
    F
 and
F         C         G
put your red shoes on.
C                  Am         F
I just wanna sing motown soul, and 
buy my baby
           C            G
something nice to take home and
Am       G              F
I wanna dance with the poor girls, 
Senora
Am     G          F      G
....I just wanna dance...

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[Verse 2]

Am                         F
and after all it's just a crazy 
dream baby,
Am                       F
all the good cards burn up in a 
flash.
Am                      F
and my my it's getting late 
Cinderella,
     C                             
how long before these dresses turn 
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right back to rags?
   Am          F
And - don't forget about your home, 
boy,
Am             F
....we almost died at them gates,
Am                        F
thank the good Lord for sending his 
angels,
      C                G
in a '49 Mercury for lightning fast 
getaways.

[Chorus]

C             Am                 
And keep your singin' voice gold
    F
 and
F         C         G
put your red shoes on.
C                  Am
I just wanna sing rock and roll,
F
And buy my baby
           C            G
something nice to take home and
Am       G              F
I wanna dance with the poor girls, 
Senora
Am     G          F      G
....I just wanna dance...

[Bridge]

F              G             Am
they not your friends, they all 
wanna sell your blood.
F       G           Am
isn't that why everybody signs up?
F          G               Am
Forget it baby, keep your eyes on 
that Cadillac.
     G
And keep them feet dancing, just 
keep them feet dancing now.
F              G             Am
They not your friends, they all 
wanna sell your blood.
F       G           Am
Isn't that why everybody signs up?
F          G               Am
Forget it baby, keep your eyes on 
that Cadillac.
     G
And keep them feet dancing 'fore 
they say you're too old and

[Chorus]

C          Am
keep your singin' voice gold
   F          C         G
and put your red shoes on
C          Am
keep your singin' voice gold
   F          C         G
and put your red shoes on
C                  Am
I just wanna sing rhythm and blues
F
and buy my baby something
 C            G
nice she can take home and
C                Am
we'll keep our singing voices gold 
and
F              C         G
we'll put our red shoes on
C                  Am
I just wanna sing motown soul
F                        C       
and crack this old heart, baby, 
G        C
made of stone.