Neon Lights

Am
Let me finish before I begin,
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Speakers cornered by this London 
Djinn
Am
Gift of the gab, with no sleep,
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Speed bumps speed dating, all week,
Am
She's got a rush hour glass figure,
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And the city boys picking up the tab
E
 for her,
Am
She's a carnival flower,
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And she's watered by the songs the 
   E
streets sing her

Am
Neon lights are the stars of the 
city
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She's got teeth, red lips, red 
  E
lights no pity,
Am
So I guess we'll do it her way
Dm                        E
So I guess we'll do it, her way

Am
Her immigrant parents, night and 
day,
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Poured their lives into this London 
clay,
Am
She's Nigerian Spanish, a Turkish 
delight,
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Jamaican wedding to an Israelite,
Am
She's a cockney trouble and strife,
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She's got muscles and cockles and 
   E
special fried rice,
Am
If she's past the prime and her 
life,
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Why do they still check her out 
       E
from the corner of their eyes?

Am
Neon lights are the stars of the 
city,
           Dm                  E
She's got teeth red lips, red lights
 no pity,
Am
So I guess we'll do it her way,
Dm                    E
So I guess we'll do it her way,

Am
Neon lights are the stars of the 
city,
       Dm                       E
Constellations of her rough romantic
 pity,
Am
So I guess we'll do it her way,
Dm                     E
So I guess we'll do it, her way

E                        D
     With a voice like that,
       D                           
She's calling with a promise and a 
                 E
smile that she might pay back,
                    D
With a voice like that.

Am
She's got a rush hour glass figure,
         Dm                       
And the city boys picking up the tab
E
 for her,
Am
She's a carnival flower,
           Dm                      
And she's watered by the songs the 
   E
streets sing her

Am
Neon lights are the stars of the 
city,
           Dm                  E
She's got teeth red lips, red lights
 no pity,
Am
So I guess we'll do it her way,
Dm                    E
So I guess we'll do it her way,

Am
Neon lights are the stars of the 
city,
       Dm                       E
Constellations of her rough romantic
 pity,
Am
So I guess we'll do it her way,
Dm                     E        Am*
So I guess we'll do it, her way