Plastic Fantastic Lover

Introdução: E

Riff:

Verse 1:
 Em
 Her neon mouth with the blinkers-off smile,
 nothing but an electric sign.
 You could say she has an individual style,
 she's part of a colorful time.

Chorus 1:
 Am
 Secrecy of lady,
 D                          Em
 chrome covered clothes you wear
                    D
 'cause you have no other,
     Am        D
 but I suppose no-one knows
 B
 you're my plastic fantastic lover.
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Verse 2:
    E
 Her rattlin' cough never shuts off,
 is nothin' but a used machine.
 Her aluminum finish, slightly diminished,
 is the best I ever have seen.

Chorus 2:
 Am
 Cosmetic baby
 D
 plugged into me
 Em                        D
 and never ever, ever find another.
 Am
 And now I realise,
      D
 that no-one's wise to my
 B
 plastic fantastic lover.

 Solo: E

Verse 3:
 The electrical dust
 is starting to rust
 her trapezoid thermometer taste.
 All the red tape is mechanical rape
 of the TV program waste.

Chorus 3:
 Am
 Data control
     D
 and IBM,
 Em                   D
 science is mankind's brother,
     Am
 but all I see
    D
 is draining me on my
 B
 plastic fantastic lover.

Outro:
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