Santa Monica

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Date: Thu, 30 Apr 1998 17:36:02 -0400
From: Adam Klein 

 
Subject: s/savage_garden/santa_monica.crd

Song: Santa Monica
By: Savage Garden
>From The Album: Savage Garden

Chorded By: Adam Klein
E-Mail: Adam_Klein@compuserve.com
Web Page: The Ultimate Amanda Marshall Homepage
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Verse 1:

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In Santa Monica, in the wintertime

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 E                        
 A
The la - zy streets so undemanding

 C#m      
 F#m   
 E
I walk into the crowd

 A
In Santa Monica

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 D                       
 A
You get your coffee from the coolest places on the promenade

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 F#m            
 D     
 E
Where people dress just so

 C#m7               
 D
Beauty so unavoidable, everywhere you turn it's there

 C#m7                             
 D
I sit and wonder what am I doing here?


Chorus:
                
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But on the telephone line I am anyone, I am anything I want to be
                 
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I can be a supermodel or Norman Mailer
             
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And you wouldn't know the difference

Or would you?

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Ooh......


Verse 2:
In Santa Monica, all the people got modern names like Jake or Mandy
And modern bodies too
In Santa Monica, on the boulevard
You'll have to dodge those in-line skaters
Or they'll knock you down
I never felt so lonely
Never felt so out of place
I never wanted something more than this

Chorus #2:
But on the telephone line I am anyone, I am anything I want to be
I could be a super model or Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
On the telephone line I am any height, I am any age I want to be
I could be a caped crusader, or space invader
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?