C#m F#m Stop marching 'cause you think you shot to number one C#m F#m Counting days and skipping your stones into the sun C#m F#m Over edge and under thumb does it weigh a ton C#m F#m I'll be yours tonight, living the dream of a meteorite Chorus: E Bm D A Stop jumping 'cause we've got something to say, yeah E Bm D A F# Young lovers keep it pumping in the streets of L.A., yeah Short stroking doesn't fly better to go for broke Whatcha smoking Mary Jane? And does it make you choke Jumping the fence, riding the waves, can you take a joke? I'll be yours today, living the dream with a capital K Chorus D A Tell me now, I'll tell you how Bm G Just show me where to send D A G Make time for love and your happiness D A G The mothers of invention are the best D A G We all know and struggle with some loneliness D A G A tender mess for everyone I guess F# I guess Half blinded I'm reminded how to find my stairs Nickel and dime I think it's time to play some musical chairs Dirty laundry, what a wandering ask her if she cares I'll be yours and more, better than ever like never before Chorus: E Bm D A Stop jumping 'cause we've got something to say, yeah E Bm Young lovers keep it pumping in the streets of L... Make time for love and your happiness The Mothers of Invention are the best We all know and struggle with some loneliness A tender mess for everyone, I guess I guess Sweet talking, as I'm walking to your part of town Never again, we're trying to see your love supremed and bound Is it ever meant to be and is it so profound Is it you and me a billion to one make history C#m F#m A history C#m F#m Said yeah, oh yeah C#m F#m Said yeah, oh yeah C#m F#m Said oh yeah, oh yeah | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C#m D E F# F#m G Bm |