G
We don't care for romance
Em
Romance or shooting stars
Am D
They were last found together in 18th century memoirs
G
We don't care for lovers
Em
If loving's all that they've got
Am D
There must be other hobbies if they want to keep the plot
G
I'm a man of simple tastes,
Em
No whiskey and caviar
Am
And what I feel is what I say
D
I'm not trying to be smart
G Em
I like girls, girls and fast cars
Am D
You too will feel this shallow when one melts your little heart
G Em
We don't care for new year, new year or fireworks
Am D
If all they represent is how to go from bad to worse
G
Let's not feel disheartened
Em
There's no need to change the locks
Am D
We'll stick to what we know and what we know is not a lot.
G
I'm a man of simple tastes
Em
No chewing on fat cigars
Am
And what I feel is what I say
D
I'm not trying to be smart
G Em
I like girls, girls and fast cars
Am
It's cheap and it's pathetic,
D
But you cant hate me just because
G Em
I like girls, girls and fast cars
Am D
You too will feel this shallow when one melts your little heart
G
I'm a man of simple tastes,
Em
No whiskey and caviar
Am
And what I feel is what I say
D
I'm not trying to be smart
G Em
I like girls, girls and fast cars
Am
It's cheap and it's pathetic,
D
But you cant hate me just because
G Em
I like girls, girls and fast cars
Am D
You too will feel this shallow when one melts your little heart