Tono: C
Introducción:
Verse 1
C
Saturday night, Saturday night
G
Saturday night, Saturday night
C B C
Saturday night Saturday night
C B C
She sat there all alone
C B C
With a Shirley Temple and a cellular phone
G C
No one to call, no one to ring cause no one?s home
C B
The bartender knew her number and name
C
I grabbed my cell phone and gave her a ring
G
Wrong number I guess I gotta do it the hard way
I walked up to her having seen the future and said
C C/B A G C
I?m sorry sorry for making your life a living hell
C C/B A G C
I?m sorry sorry for making your life a living hell
G C
But that wasn?t me that was my alter ego
G C
No that wasn?t me that was Johnny Rockets
Bridge
Verse 2
C(Hºld)
She was so confused
C
From her point of view I would be confused too
G C B C
I?m so rude, what was I thinking?
C B C
But she dug my hair and new suede shoes so much
C G
She dragged me straight straight to her room and I was
C
Forgetting what I know I would do
Two hours later we lay on the bed and I said
C C/B A G C
I?m sorry sorry for making your life a living hell
C C/B A G C
I?m sorry sorry for making your life a living hell
G C
But that wasn?t me that was my alter ego
G C
No that wasn?t me that was Johnny Rockets
(Solo)
C C/B A G C
I?m sorry sorry for making your life a living hell
C C/B A G C
I?m sorry sorry for making your life a living hell
Chords