F Bb F Bb F Bb F Bb (x4)
FmC7
I was born in a beauty salon
Fm
My father was a dresser of hair
Bbm
My mother was a girl you could call on
FmC7Fm
When you called she was always there
C7
When you called she was always there
Fm
When you called she was always there
Bbm
When you called she was always there
FmC7Fm
When you called she was always there
FBbFBb
Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
FBbFBb
It will only drive you insane
FBbFBb
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
FBbFBb
You can't melt it down in the rain
FBbFBb
You can't melt it down in the rain
FBbFBb
You can't melt it down in the rain
FBbFBb
You can't melt it down in the rain
I've looked behind all of the faces
That smile you down to your knees
And the lips that say, "Come on, taste us "
And when you try to they make you say Please
When you try to they make you say Please
When you try to they make you say Please
When you try to they make you say Please
When you try to they make you say Please
Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
It will only drive you insane
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
Here comes your bride with her veil on
Approach her, you wretch, if you dare
Approach her, you ape, with your tail on
Once you have her she'll always be there
Once you have her she'll always be there
Once you have her she'll always be there
Once you have her she'll always be there
Once you have her she'll always be there
Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
It will only drive you insane
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
So I work in that same beauty salon
I'm chained to the old masquerade
The lipstick, the shadow, the silicone
I follow my father's trade
Yes I follow my father's trade
I follow my father's trade
I follow my father's trade
I follow my father's trade
Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
It will only drive you insane
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
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Capo 1st fret
E A E A E A E A (x4)
EmB7
I was born in a beauty salon
Em
My father was a dresser of hair
Am
My mother was a girl you could call on
EmB7Em
When you called she was always there
B7
When you called she was always there
Em
When you called she was always there
Am
When you called she was always there
EmB7Em
When you called she was always there
EAEA
Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
EAEA
It will only drive you insane
EAEA
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
EAEA
You can't melt it down in the rain
EAEA
You can't melt it down in the rain
EAEA
You can't melt it down in the rain
EAEA
You can't melt it down in the rain