Key: G
Introduction:
D C7 E
Spent some time feelin inferior
C7 G
Standing in front of my mirror
D C7 E
Combed my hair in a thousand ways
C7 G
But I came out looking just the same
D C7 E
Daddy said, son, you better see the world
C7 G
I wouldnt blame you if you wanted to leave
D C7 E
But remember one thing dont lose your head
C7 D Am7
To a woman thatll spend your bread
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So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
E
So remember, every picture tells a story dont it