Maid of Bond Street David Bowie
[E]This girl is made of [F#m]lipstick, [G]Powder and paint,
[C]Sees the pictures of her[Am]self, [F]every magazine on[G] every shelf.
[E]This girl is Maid of [F#m]Bond Street, [G]hailing cabs,
[C]Lunches with exe[Am]cutives, [F]gleaming teeth, seem[G] imperative (thats what the words
sound like, I have no
idea what they really are.)
[E]This girl is a [D]lonely girl
[E]Takes the train from Paddington [D](?) to Oxford Circus(?)
She [E]reads the daily news but [D]passengers
Don't [C]smile at her, oh [Am]no, don't [F]smile at [G]her.
[E]This girl is made of [F#m]loneliness, a [G]broken heart
[C]For the boy that [Am]she once knew [F]doesn't want to know her [G]anymore.
And [E]this girl is a [D]lonely girl,
[E]Everything she wants is [D]hers but she can't make it
[E]With the boy she really [D]wants to be with
All the [C]time, to [Am]love [F]all the [G]time.
[E]This boy is made of [F#m]envy, [G]jealousy
He [C]doesn't have a [Am]limosine, [F]really wants to be a [G]star himself.
And [E]this girl, [G]her world is [A]made of [D]flashlights and [G]film
[G]Her cares are [A]scratched on the [D]cutting room [G]floor
And [G]Maids of [C]Bond Street, [F]ride 'round in [G]chauffeured cars
[G]Maids of [C]Bond Street, [F]picture clothes, [G]eyes of stars
[G]Maids of [C]Bond Street, [F]shouldn't have [G]love affairs
G C (tacet)
Maids of Bond Street,shouldn't have worldly cares.
Ending on the G works, and I haven't figured out the last little bit. So
there it is.