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The Last Great Star In Hollywood ukulele

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	       F#m
I’ve got my same old nose and no cheekbones.
	       A		     	      D
I’ve got my stomach rolls, rather bare wardrobe.
	        F#m
They’ve got seven floors, one on the east coast.
	     A				      Bm		      E
Why they grin so wide, they’ve got their visions no one knows.

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		     F#m
I think I’m on the bright side.
	 D 			  A	          E
Got my hair cut short, I do my class report on time.
		     F#m
I hope I’m on the bright side.
	          D	      A		             E
What beauty is today is a fake from what’s inside.
	         F#m		        A 			          D		  Bm
My teeth are yellow stars sleeping in my jaws, while their lips enlarged in a constant pout.
	       F#m			      D	         		 A		          E
They’re the types of girls who hide their wedding rings, if it doesn’t match their clothes.
		     F#m
They’ve got their visions no one knows.
		  Bm		  E
And why we’re patient no one knows.

		     F#m
I think I’m on the bright side.
	 D 			  A	          E
Got my hair cut short, I do my class report on time.
		     F#m
I hope I’m on the bright side.
	          D	      A		             E
What beauty is today is a fake from what’s inside.

F#m		      A
Learn to let go of tired skin.
Bm		      D
It’s just a fence to hold me in.
A	      E
I ask for a closing statement.
F#m		    Bm
I ask for just one prayer that I can put me into.
F#m
We’re the most modern man machines.
E
Under our masks not what we seem.
F#m		       E   	       A                         Bm
We must not sleep underneath the slow and steady descent of the fools upstairs.

F#mEAEF#mE – 
– BmADEBm

		     F#m
I think I’m on the bright side.
	 D 			  A	          E
Got my hair cut short, I do my class report on time.
		     F#m
I hope I’m on the bright side.
	          D	      A		             E
What beauty is today is a fake from what’s inside.

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	       F#m
I’ve got my same old nose and no cheekbones
	         F#m		        A
My teeth are yellow stars sleeping in my jaws
	        F#m
They’ve got seven floors, one on the east coast.
	      F#m			      D
They’re the types of girls who hide their wedding rings
		     F#m
I think I’m on the bright side

            
            
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