C We don't care for romanceAm Romance or shooting starsEm G They were last found together in 18th century memoirsC We don't care for loversAm If loving's all that they've gotEm D There must be other hobbies if they want to keep the plotC I'm a man of simple tastes,Am No whiskey and caviarEm And what I feel is what I sayG I'm not trying to be smartC Am I like girls, girls and fast carsEm G You too will feel this shallow when one melts your little heartC Am We don't care for new year, new year or fireworksEm G If all they represent is how to go from bad to worseC Let's not feel disheartenedAm There's no need to change the locksEm G We'll stick to what we know and what we know is not a lot.C I'm a man of simple tastesAm No chewing on fat cigarsEm And what I feel is what I sayG I'm not trying to be smartC Am I like girls, girls and fast carsEm It's cheap and it's pathetic,G But you can't hate me just becauseC Am I like girls, girls and fast carsEm G You too will feel this shallow when one melts your little heartC I'm a man of simple tastes,Am No whiskey and caviarEm And what I feel is what I sayG I'm not trying to be smartC Am I like girls, girls and fast carsEm It's cheap and it's pathetic,G But you cant hate me just becauseC Am I like girls, girls and fast carsEm G You too will feel this shallow when one melts your little heart
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