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Capo 5

[C]    [E]    [Am]    [Dm]    
[C]    [E]    [Am]    [Dm]    
[C]    [E]    [Am]    [Dm]    
[C]    [E]    [Am]    [Dm]    
[C]The crowd began to [E]wave
From the [Am]freeway o[Dm]verpass
[C]We joined the [E]parade
rig[Am]ht behind the [Dm]marching band
[C]And You said
[E]"Wave back, cause [Am]these are the best [Dm]days of your life."
[C]And I said
[E]"I know, I can't f[Am]eel anything" [Dm]    

And [G]up, up on the [Am]Ferris wheel
[C]I can see [G]L.A. and all the [Am]freeways
[C]I can see your[G] face
[Am]so close to me
[C]And I can dream my[G] dreams

And light the night
[Am]like a drive in mo[C]vie screen
(ya know....)

[C]    [E]    [Am]    [Dm]    
[C]    [E]    [Am]    [Dm]    
On a [C]hot summer [E]day  
We lau[Am]ghed in the Po[Dm]laroid
[C]Counted all the [E]ways,
To sl[Am]ow down our [Dm]time machine
[C]And in my [E]mind all[Am] I could
think was [Dm]that love is war
[C]And you [E]know I'd surrender [Am]anything [Dm]    

And [G]up, up on the [Am]Ferris wheel
[C]I can see [G]L.A. and all the [Am]freeways
[C]I can see your[G] face
[Am]so close to me
[C]And I can dream my[G] dreams

And light the night
[Am]like a drive in mo[C]vie screen

[E]Oh no, I don't want to be[Am] another

scar on a bar stool
in East Los Angeles.

[C]    [E]    [Am]    [Dm]    
[C]    [E]    [Am]    
[Am]    

Capo 5





The crowd began to wave
From the freeway overpass
We joined the parade
right behind the marching band
And You said
"Wave back, cause these are the best days of your life."
And I said
"I know, I can't feel anything"

And up, up on the Ferris wheel
I can see L.A. and all the freeways
I can see your face
so close to me
And I can dream my dreams

And light the night
like a drive in movie screen
(ya know....)



On a hot summer day
We laughed in the Polaroid
Counted all the ways,
To slow down our time machine
And in my mind all I could
think was that love is war
And you know I'd surrender anything

And up, up on the Ferris wheel
I can see L.A. and all the freeways
I can see your face
so close to me
And I can dream my dreams

And light the night
like a drive in movie screen

Oh no, I don't want to be another

scar on a bar stool
in East Los Angeles.



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