Good Looks

D                               
Can't get by on your good looks 
Em
alone
But it's good living 'till the looks
     D
 are long gone
                     Em
It's good living for awhile
                           D      Bm
Until your looks go out of style



[Chorus 1]
                        G
'Cause you don't work a job
                        Em
And you don't wash your hair
                   Bm              
But all the people passing by stop 
                    D
in their tracks and stare
                   G               
Your beautiful you see, seen you in
 Em
 ID
                   Bm           
And they call it a catwalk, when 
                          D
you're walking down the street


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[Instrumental]
G Em Bm D


[Verse 2]
                              Em
You can't get by on just your charm,
 forever
                           D
Can't get by on those dumb jokes, 
yeah, even though they're clever
              Em
Can't get by, no-no, there's a 
change in the weather
                     D             
Can't get by on this thing, 
          Bm
forever, forever-ever


[Chorus 2]
                     G
And you might work a job
                       Em
And you might use your hands
And you might have to wash the 
Bm
dishes
                   D
Clean the pots and pans
                      G            
But it ain't all that bad, least 
              Em
not that bad to me
                       Bm        
'Cause I got you right by my side 
                          Em
and that's all I need to see


[Verse 3]
           G
Forget the photos in the mags
And the dumb designer bags that 
              Em
don't impress me
               G
'Cause I got a girl that's pretty 
cool
And at home she makes the rules and 
               Em
I think that's sexy
         G
Fuck the photos in the mags
And your affected cigarette drags 
           Em
that don't impress me
         G
The only reason I exist
Is that this girl could flick her 
                    Em
wrist and she could wreck me