Intro B D#m A E
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B D#m
Who's gonna pay attention
A E
To the redheads of the world
B D#m
Who's gonna call them up at night
A E
When they're naked and alone
B D#m
And who's gonna kiss the brown haired girls
A E
Who's gonna wipe away their tears
B D#m
And what about the black haired girls
A
Who's gonna whisper filthy things
E
Into their ears
B D#m
'Cause anyone who ever had a brain
A
Wouldn't stand out in the rain
E
Or keep it up for very long
B
Just to prove somebody wrong
D#m
And anyone who ever had a heart
A
Or sang a lonesome song
E
Would sell their little souls
B
Just to make it with the blonde
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It's just unearned admiration
A E
Are you sick of all the stares
B D#m
You don't need to hide yourself away
A E
You only need to dye your hair
B D#m
But it won't do you any good
A E
'Cause pretty soon your roots will be showing
B D#m
And anytime you try to leave the room
A
They'll ask you just where the hell
E
Do you think you're going
B D#m
'Cause anyone who ever had a brain
A
Wouldn't stand out in the rain
E
Or keep it up for very long
B
Just to prove somebody wrong
D#m
And anyone who ever had a heart
A
Or sang a lonesome song
E
Would sell their little souls
B
Just to make it with the blonde
Final D#m A E
B D#m A E
Composição de Brad Petering