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From: indigo@ucscb.UCSC.EDU (Adam Schneider)
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Subject: /l/Lavin.Christine/SantaMonicaPier.crd
SANTA MONICA PIER (Christine Lavin)
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[It`s actually in Eb; capo 1. Or play it in C and capo 3.]
D D
[intro]
D A
I`ve got beach glass and tokens in my pocket, sizing up each other`s worth
G D
Neither one`ll do me any good here, I throw them into the surf
D G
The palm trees all look a little like Tina Turner looks from behind
A D
The boys on the skateboards have strategically tussled hair, the Bon Jovi kind
G D
I am a stranger here, strolling down the Santa Monica Pier
A D
Picnic baskets and fishing gear, ice cream cones and souvenirs
G D
Oh there`s a fine warm Western breeze stirring up the Tina Turner trees
A D D
I have dreamed of days like these all of my life
Roller skaters with their headphones on, they sway to the private beat
I drop into the Crown & Anchor, time to eat, time to eat
No matter what it is I order, I know there`s an avocado hidden on this plate
I don`t like them, but I still eat them, I`m not tempting fate
I am a stranger here, strolling down the Santa Monica Pier
Picnic baskets and fishing gear, ice cream cones and souvenirs, souvenirs
Oh there`s a fine warm Western breeze stirring up the Tina Turner trees
I have dreamed of days like these all of my life
C D
Back home, I hear the stock market`s booming, booming
C D
The bears and the bulls say they`re taking it all in stride
C D
Out here, they`re hot air ballooning
G A D A G D
Yeah, they go zooming up into the sky...
Yeah, I`m a stranger here; the Santa Monica Pier
Fishing gear; souvenirs, get your souvenirs here
Oh, feel that breeze; oh, shake, you trees (shake it up)
Days like these
Look at that beautiful Mexican boy holding tight to his papa`s hand
Mira, mira! he cries as he points to the papaya juice stand
Look at that old lady dozing off, I wonder what she`s dreaming of
What could be better than this, except for maybe being in love?
I am a stranger here, strolling down the Santa Monica Pier
Picnic baskets and fishing gear, ice cream cones, souvenirs get your souvenirs
Oh, now, feel that breeze; c`mon and shake, you trees (shake it up)
I have dreamed of days like these all of my life
A D
Yeah, I have dreamed of days like these
A D D D.
Oh, I have dreamed...
