Тональность

 
Intro: F . Bb . | F . Bb . | F . Bb . | F . Bb . }(x4)

     Fm          C7
I was born in a beauty salon
                   Fm
My father was a dresser of hair
                      Bbm
My mother was a girl you could call on
       Fm        C7     Fm
When you called she was always there
                      C7
When you called she was always there
                      Fm
When you called she was always there
                      Bbm
When you called she was always there
       Fm        C7     Fm
When you called she was always there

     F     Bb         F   Bb
Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
F         Bb      F   Bb
It will only drive you insane
        F        Bb           F   Bb
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
   F         Bb       F   Bb
You can't melt it down in the rain
   F         Bb       F   Bb
You can't melt it down in the rain
   F         Bb       F   Bb
You can't melt it down in the rain
   F         Bb       F   Bb
You can't melt it down in the rain

I've looked behind all of the faces
That smile you down to your knees
And the lips that say, "Come on, taste us."
And when you try to they make you say Please
When you try to they make you say Please
When you try to they make you say Please
When you try to they make you say Please
When you try to they make you say Please

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
It will only drive you insane
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain

Here comes your bride with her veil on
Approach her, you wretch, if you dare
Approach her, you ape, with your tail on
Once you have her she'll always be there
Once you have her she'll always be there
Once you have her she'll always be there
Once you have her she'll always be there
Once you have her she'll always be there

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
It will only drive you insane
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain

So I work in that same beauty salon
I'm chained to the old masquerade
The lipstick, the shadow, the silicone
I follow my father's trade
Yes I follow my father's trade
I follow my father's trade
I follow my father's trade
I follow my father's trade

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
It will only drive you insane
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain...