Відключити рекламуE F#m GThis girl is made of lipstick, Powder and paint,
C Am F GSees the pictures of herself, every magazine on every shelf.
E F#m GThis girl is Maid of Bond Street, hailing cabs,
C Am F GLunches with executives, gleaming teeth, sipaparatives (thats what the words
sound like, I have no
idea what they really are.)
E DThis girl is a lonely girl
E DTakes the train from Banning Turn(?) to Oxford Turn(?)
E DShe reads the daily news but passengers
C Am F GDon't smile at her, oh no, don't smile at her.
E F#m GThis girl is made of loneliness, a broken heart
C Am F GFor the boy that she once knew doesn't want to know her anymore.
E DAnd this girl is a lonely girl,
E DEverything she wants is hers but she can't make it
E DWith the boy she really wants to be with
C Am F GAll the time, to love all the time.
E F#m GThis boy is made of envy, jealosy
C Am F GHe doesn't have a limosine, really wants to be a star himself.
E G A D GAnd this girl, her world is made of flashlights and film
G A D GHer cares are scratched on the cutting room floor
G C F GAnd Maid of Bond Street, ride 'round in chauffeured cars
G C F GMaid of Bond Street, picture clothes, eyes of stars
G C F GMaid of Bond Street, children have love affairs
G C (tacet)
Maid of Bond Street, children have worldly cares.
FCCCFG.
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