INTRO: G Gmaj7 C D/C C G Gmaj7 C Cadd9G C I don't buy the lines in magazines That tell me what I've gotta beAm7 Don't base my life on a movie screenD G Am7 I don't fit the mould society has plannedG C Don't need to be nineteen years old Or starve myself for some weight I'm toldAm7 Will turn men's heads down that roadD G C And I thank god I finally know just who I am I ain't a movie starG E7 Am They never see the view from where they areD G And this old town may be as far as I'm goingC G What he'll hold tonight in his handsE7 A7 He swears is so much better thanD Anything that this old world can show him CHORUS:G D C I'm a real (real) live (live) womanG Em In love with this man I see lying here next to meD C Lost in the way that's he's holding meG D C This real (real) live (live) womanG Em In the arms of a man where I'll fall asleep knowing there'sD C Nothing on earth he loves more thanD G C Cadd9 This real (real) live (live) womanG I work nine to five and can't relateC To millionaires who somehow fateAm7 Has smiled upon and fortune madeD7 G C Their common lives a better place to be BRIDGE:G I no longer justifyC D C Reasons for the way that I behaveG I offer no apologiesC Cadd9 For the things that I believe and sayD And I like it that way CHORUS:G D C 'Cause I'm a real (real) live (live) womanG Em In love with this man I see lying here next to meD C Lost in the way that's he's holding meG D C This real (real) live (live) womanG Em In the arms of a man where I'll fall asleep knowing there'sD C Nothing on earth he loves more thanD G C Cadd9 G This real (real) live (live) woman (woman)
Real Live Woman
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