Savage Garden - Santa Monica, аккорды

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Date: Thu, 30 Apr 1998 17:36:02 -0400
From: Adam Klein 
Subject: s/savage_garden/santa_monica.crd

Song: Santa Monica
By: Savage Garden
>From The Album: Savage Garden

Chorded By: Adam Klein
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Verse 1:
A
                      
C#m
In Santa Monica, in the wintertime
F#m
      
E
                        
A
The la - zy streets so undemanding
C#m
      
F#m
   
E
I walk into the crowd
A
In Santa Monica
C#m
                             
F#m
      
D
                       
A
You get your coffee from the coolest places on the promenade
C#m
                
F#m
            
D
     
E
Where people dress just so
C#m7
               
D
Beauty so unavoidable, everywhere you turn it's there
C#m7
                             
D
I sit and wonder what am I doing here?


Chorus:
                
A
                                
E
                
D
                    
E
But on the telephone line I am anyone, I am anything I want to be
                 
F#m
            
E
I can be a supermodel or Norman Mailer
             
D
And you wouldn't know the difference

Or would you?
A
            
C#m
   
F#m
   
E
Ooh......


Verse 2:
In Santa Monica, all the people got modern names like Jake or Mandy
And modern bodies too
In Santa Monica, on the boulevard
You'll have to dodge those in-line skaters
Or they'll knock you down
I never felt so lonely
Never felt so out of place
I never wanted something more than this

Chorus #2:
But on the telephone line I am anyone, I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
On the telephone line I am any height, I am any age I want to be
I could be a caped crusader, or space invader
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?